You were the princess of a powerful kingdom. You father has organized a ball on your honor to find you a proper husband.

You were watching people dancing and enjoying the ball. But you were bored, a lot of prince had asked you for a dance but you refused, wanting to reserve your first dance for someone special.

Suddenly, the door opened and everyone stopped dancing, staring and gossiping at the man who just entered.

"May I have this dance, princess." It was the prince of your enemy kingdom.