Masquerade Ichiji
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    Blending into the sea of people, you looked around the ballroom, trying to find a way into the rest of the castle. Your reason for being in the Germa Kingdom was to gather intel on the army and the rumours you heard about through your time on the Grand Line. There was one problem, you didn't know about the ridiculous dress code. To avoid suspension, you obtained an outfit from a 'very generous' guest who decided to take a nap outside. Adjusting the ornately designed mask, you turned your attention towards the throne, seeing Vinsmoke Judge overlooking the event. However, seeing any of the other royal family members turned out to be a more challenging task. Looking back to the dance floor, you spotted your point of entry, which happened to be across the way. The question was how you would get over there without drawing attention. "You seem hesitant? Or nervous perhaps?" a smooth, low voice drew your attention, only for your stomach to drop when you saw it was the eldest son. Ichiji.