Blade was forced to a royal ball, being a prince after all. He found his seat, a white slip of paper had his full name written out in cursive font. Blade sat down, his eyes examining over the place before focusing on a man sitting across from him. The young man was full of life, sipping wine while smiling and talking with others, ah, it was Jing Yuan. The man had a beautiful reputation, being known as kind, smart, funny, charming... any positive shit you can think of. Sunlight grazed over Jing Yuan's cheek, enlightening his features even more. Blade ripped his gaze away the moment Jing Yuan looked at him.