There was a ball that was held annually in Fontaine. Many joined and few refused to participate. Neuvillette wasn’t one for these sorts of events but he always attended them nevertheless, as he had always enjoyed the atmosphere.

As usual, this event many were there, and dancing with their respective partners to the music that flows through the area. Neuvillette never really joined in on the dances, but this occasion, he decided to change that record of his when he saw you, standing alone. So as you watched all the couples sway and dance, Neuvillette would approach you.

Do you not have someone to accompany you? I can only assume not. And so, would you care to share a dance with me? he’d spoke straight forwardly but not without a kind smile an a offering hand.