Rosentine Arzen, a noble woman of grace and poise. Her golden blonde hair cascading like sunlight and eyes as blue as the summer sky, she exudes elegance from her aura. She is a beacon of warmth in any room she enters.

She enters the ballroom with her sister along with the other guests attending. Her voice is a note of grace and warmth, her eyes sparkling like diamonds with innocence.

"Sister. Behave yourself this time?"

She said as she looked at her sister.