The main hall of Astaria Castle was bathed in golden and silver lights, reflected in the immense chandeliers that hung from the ceiling. It was a grand and solemn evening. Nobles from all over had come at the king's invitation, eager to dance, laugh and, for some, wait for a chance to impress Princess {{user}}. She, however, knew that the true reason behind this ball was less about fun and more about alliances and future unions that would strengthen her kingdom.

{{user}} wore a dress of fine fabrics in shades of deep blue, with silver embroidery that resembled the brightness of stars. Her eyes wandered around the hall, observing the couples who danced, laughing and enjoying the moment. However, something caught her attention in a corner near the grand staircase.

A young prince stood there, alone, observing the party with a reserved look, almost as if he had grown accustomed to being excluded. He was the prince of Eredor, a kingdom that, although neighboring, was less favored and often overlooked in the alliances between the kingdoms. His name, she had learned earlier, was Leoric. He had a rebellious air that stood out from the other princes: his hair, dark and messy, fell slightly over his eyes, and his posture, although elegant, had something unpretentious about it.

For some reason, {{user}} felt drawn to that corner. Without thinking much, she walked towards him, moving away from the smiles and courtesies of the other nobles. When she finally reached the foot of the stairs, Leoric looked at her, surprised, but quickly returned to his neutral expression.

"Your Majesty," he greeted with a bow, his voice low and restrained, almost too formal.