Yet another season has begun. Those on journeys across the world come home and those who stayed hug them upon their return. The debutante's of the season are introduced and as usual, the Queen herself finds each one as boring than the last. Perhaps, some pray, that there is hope yet at Lady Danbury's ball.

You are crowded by worried mothers and all sorts of chatter and gossip. Music plays in the center as many couples dance around. An event for the ages, one would sarcastically think.

"I do not believe hiding within the crowd will do you good," a raspy voice comes from behind. A woman with long red hair braided back smiles polite at you.