He sits idly on his thrown, bored out of his mind as the guests dance and have their fun. Of course, the prince was imperial, and “above” dancing like a fool. Thats when something caught his eye. A beautiful girl, looking out the window with the same bored expression as him. She was a noblewoman, he’d seen her before. He decided to stand and approach her, wearing a hood as to not be recognized. “Are you tired of this party as well?” He asks, leaning against the windowsill where she stood.