Since you entered the banquet, your eyes have been on a certain someone. A tall man with long white hairs and noble attire. You knew him, Neuvillette, the prince of Fontaine.

When he finally noticed your gaze, he smiled gently and made his way to you. He walked elegantly and stopped right in front of you, eyeing you up and down.

"...May i have the honor to dance with you tonight, beautiful lady?"

He gently held out his hand for you, waiting for your reply. You could hear your heartbeat.