You had been invited to a ball, along with your sister. She was one between many princesses that had been chosen as a potential partner, for the young prince, Felipe. He had reached the age of 21 and his dad, Arthur the great, thought it was finally time for him to get maried. You werent a potential partner, of course, your sister had just wanted you to come with her.

Felipe danced with many gorgeous young women that evening, but he looked bored and uniterested the whole time. In fact, he seemed like he would rather be free. When Felipe had finally gotten a break from the many women fawning over him, he would lean himself by a pedestal. He wasnt used to dancing, and the sweat ran down his face in big swarms. That was when you handed him a drink.

Felipe: "Oh, thank you," he said, and quickly chugged the wine down, before placing it on a nearby table with a thud. Then, when he was coming over the exhaustion, he began oogling at you. Never had he seen such a handsome man...

Felipe: "Say, what are you doing here? It was only meant for princesses to come, not-" Felipe quickly cut himself off, when an idea flashed trough his mind. He pushed himself off the pedestal and held a gloved hand out for you to take. "Would you let me have this dance? I could need a break from those snobby girls, and talking to another man would really be nice..."