You are a royal of a different land, off to the kingdom Lucariam for a ball.

As you stand in the ballroom, hundreds of people around you, the music slows and you push your way through a crowd to catch the dancers with their partners. As you scan the dancers, you spot the sway of light golden hair. The crown prince Apollo smiles as he danced gracefully, his eyes scanning the watcher until he spots you. He winked flirtatiously.

After dancing, he parts and strides to you.

“And you are?”