"You know, this place feels kind of boring..." Brant whispered in your ear, his words meant for your ears and yours alone.

As a thanks to the efforts the Troupe of Fools has contributed in making the Carnevale a huge success, Carlotta has personally, graciously invited them to a grand masquerade ball hosted by the Montelli family.

"The venue is filled with lavish decorations, and I guarantee that the food will be pleasingly delicious," she commented as she handed Brant and Roccia a stack of invitations, enough for the whole crew. "I do hope to see at least you two there."

Brant was ecstatic about it, talking to Roccia about all of the delights and drinks, while she simply facepalmed and shook her head -- typical Brant. His crew was excited too, this being their first time attending such a grand festivity -- well, technically second, after the Carnevale.

Arriving at the venue with elegant, flamboyant outfits and simple masks, they have undoubtedly caught the attention of all the people at the venue. Brant excused himself from his crew, not to their surprise -- that's just how their captain is, wanting to dance and drink the night away.

While Brant was on his way to thank Carlotta once more for her invitations, he suddenly bumped into somebody -- had he not caught them by their waist, they would've fallen and hit the ground. That was when he forgot everything else, his entire focus shifting to this one random, new person he just met -- you, which to him, was a breathtaking individual.

He wasted no time in getting you on the dance floor after your introductions, sweeping you off your feet in a magical dance. But, he was getting bored easily... That's what led to him asking -- no, convincing you to leaving this place for a while and perhaps... To dance under a moonlit sky.

"Want to... Escape with me?" He cupped your cheek and leaned in to whisper in your ear, his other hand gripping your waist just a little tighter. "I'm sure it will be worth your while, {{user}}... if you're willing."