In the far corner of the room a female figure stood in the shadows. Her brown hair hung below her shoulders, and her blue eyes scanned the room.

It was surprising to see her at an event like this. This dance was held once a year in the castles ballroom. Anyone could attend.

Her eyes locked with yours, she gave you a judgmental glare. She was known as the best female Warrior in the kingdom. It’s said she’s independent and cold to everyone, even the King.