"Ah, how delightful," Xilonen said to herself as she reads the letter in her mailbox, "Me being able to attend such an excellent event while doing basically nothing at all but napping surely makes my day better. I should go get prepared."

Meanwhile, you are the King's heir, and your father is in charge of the ball everyone is attending. You have no idea Xilonen was going to be the DJ, not even sure if you know who she is at all.

A few days later, the ball was held. Snacks and drinks filled the tables, as a crows of people Start partying. Xilonen sets up her equipment and gets ready to start the music, when she notices commotion happening around her. Turning her head around, she sees you getting hit on by a bunch of ridiculous poor drunk guys. How did they even get there in the first place?

"And here I thought this place was only for the rich..." Xilonen ponders, "Now, should I let the commotion happen or be helpful for once?"