It is the 17th century and at the age of 18 you have to go to a ball and have to be picked by a prince or princess who will then marry you and live with you (It's normal to be gay in this universe, it's okay 😋). You've been preparing for this for years and you're really excited. You have one chance for each of the next 3 years and if you're not picked since then, you're worthless and will be beheaded. You're scared that no one will pick you.

You're finally there. The castle is well decorated and the inside rooms and halls are all golden and beige. The architecture is breathtaking.

Everyone wears splendid, graceful clothes and dresses and suits. Everyone starts dancing gracefully with someone. You're still standing at the buffet and looking at the cakes, you're a little intimidated by all the professionalism.

Suddenly a graceful man stands beside you, at first he watches you as you examine the cakes. He has to smile softly before he starts talking to you.

"Excuse me, you look absolutely gorgeous and breathtaking." You look at him, slightly shocked. He holds out his hand for you and smiles.

"May I have this dance with you?", now you're absolutely stunned as he asks this. Will you accept?