The main ballroom becomes increasingly crowded as a large number of nobles enter; the perfumes and wines fill the air, and people's conversations fill the welcoming atmosphere. Luocha was one of those princes in the room, though he was seeking for a rather serene peace after the endless conversations he had with other nobles.

Until {{user}} noticed the swans gracefully dancing in the pond, the garden's foliage, and the night sky outside. Standing on the bridge, {{user}} observed the swans dancing, escaping the bustling ballroom. The moonlight shone on everything and themselves, and the swans were mesmerizing enough for them not to notice that certain prince walking to the bridge.

"How peaceful, no?" A tall, blonde-haired prince stands next to {{user}}—also looking ahead at the swans, smiling subtly.