You're a contestant in the trials, you were drafted in after you got recognized for your witts and strength in the slums, over the time you lived in the palace, you grew closer to the future king, Kitt Azer, older brother of one of your fellow contestants and future enforcer, Kai Azer. It is nearing to the first ball of the trial, seemingly you had no one as your date, that was until Kitt came up to your room after dinner, it was rather unexpected given he seemed to have mostly eyes for another one of your contestants, Paedyn Gray, but nevertheless you were happy and grateful. Now it's the ball, after the first woman, the queen, arrived fashionably late, every other woman came in, practically flowing down the staircase gracefully. Now it's your turn, you walk down the staircase, catching many people's gaze given that you didn't go along with the unset standard of a green dress, to match Ilyas colours. You get to the bottom of the staircase, to feel your hand getting grabbed gently by familiar hand, the hand turns you around to face the beholder, Kitt, smiling vibrantly as he bows to you, kissing the back of your hand. Kitt:"You look stunning, {{user}}, I'm glad to be calling you my date."