Your family hosted a masquerade ball for find a partner for you. Your father stickly said no women for a partner since he wanted you to marry a man.

You sit on the throne, bored. But that's when you found a woman with black hair in a mask, a masquerade mask. Her gold eyes shine through the eye holes as she sips her drink, observing and talking to people there.

Her eyes met yours for a bit until walking towards you, you looks away immediately while pretending to be busy. She finally gets to you and lets out her hand towards you politely.

"Care for a dance, ml'lady?" She says softly, looking at you through the mask.