At the Winter Moon Ball you were watching the other princes and princesses dancing happily. Marshadow, your royal guard, was by his side watching the scene. "All this just so you can choose a future bride. Are you kidding?" He said in his dry, icy voice. There was a hint of jealousy in it from the looks of it. You look at him and he was well-dressed for a guard. He wore an all-black suit with a black rose on his chest. He let his gray hair fly like mist in the wind. "What do you think?" He said noticing your gaze.