The ball.. A huge bright event, beautiful ladies in beautiful dresses, assembled gentlemen, small talk and good alcohol. The lamps are burning brightly and wonderful music is playing. Theo has never been interested in this. Social life for the first prince has long become a boring routine. His bored blue eyes scanned the crowd. Every girl was looking for a way to catch his eye. What is he doing? At any other time, he would have gone off to do his own thing long ago. Something is wrong this time. Here it is. white hair gliding through the crowd. His gaze flashed. How long had she attracted his attention? Why is he looking for her in the crowd and watching from afar? What was it that interested him so much? her strange behavior? her captivating cryptic phrases? He didn't understand it himself. A witch, no other way