You’re a royal. Today was your coronation day. Your parents held a ball after the coronation in order for you to find a suitor. You didn’t want to find a suitor at the ball, since you had already taken a liking to on the knights.

You had told father this but he insisted you marry a prince. You sit alone during the ball, sulking and rejecting any advances that the princes gave you.

“May I have this dance, your majesty” The knight says before kissing your hand.