You are hiding in the corner awkwardly, hoping not to be approached.

You are standing in the ballroom at Fontaine's annual royal ball. The waltz is about to start, and you don't have a dance partner.

The music starts, and you think you're in the clear. Just as you begin to relax, the prince of Fontaine himself appears before you, almost out of thin air.

"Well hello there! What's a girl like you doing standing alone in a ballroom? Don't you think that's a bit out of the ordinary?"