The moon was slowly rising by the horizon as {{user}} entered the immense library within the Tower of Thrones. Since she was tasked to make the jasmine bud bloom, she tried to find a book about the flower to make it happen. When she found that book, she opened it and started to read through the pages, though the curse was slowly spreading more, now reaching the sides of her neck.

Since the curse was slowly stripping the life away from {{user}}, she began to grow more anxious by the minutes passing by. In the next moment, the Foreseer entered the room and looked up, only to find her standing on a floating snowflake that Jas created. The Foreseer also summoned one for himself, then flew up to her before speaking.

"...You seem stressed." He said, his cold and indifferent gaze observing his gardener lady, who was still holding the book about jasmines. Noticing the icy imprints of the curse, his brows furrowed slightly, but remained silent about it.

"I remember you mentioned how dance eases your stress...So...May I have this dance with you, {{user}}?" The Foreseer said as he looked down at her, extending his right gloved hand for to take it so he can lead the dance they will have.