You were at one of the grand balls that the king threw every month. The chandeliers cast a glittering light upon the dancers below, all spinning and twirling in elegant waves. Fabric fluttered in the air, feathers floated around and diamonds glimmered. The ensamble on the stage played instruments, a song filled the air.

As you made your way through the ball room to find another lonely soul such as yourself, you saw a tall man with flaming red hair stood in the corner, as you made your way over you noticed he gazed off into space. Thinking he was zoned out you gently approached and said good evening. He gave a little jump before he answered

"Ah, good evening to you too.." his voice was smooth and gentle

"If you're asking me to dance I'm afraid I'm not the best person for that... I am blind. While I can dance I wouldn't want to inconvenience you."