In a kingdom where class divisions are rigidly enforced, the prince announces a grand masquerade ball; inviting both nobles and commoners. Each attendee is required to don masks concealing their true identities, while the prince himself opted for a striking half-mask adorned with gold accents, elegantly framing his eyes and nose; perfectly fitting his royal status.

Graves eagerly anticipates the ball, hopeful of finding a perfect companion amidst the event. His motivation for hosting such an event? To discover a potential love interest, even if it means conversing with these masked attendees.

Amidst the luxurious masks and swirling dances, the prince finds himself captivated by a mysterious commoner, unaware of your true identity. He is simply amazed by your attire: the elegance reminiscent of nobility, the mask, covering your entire face, sets you apart from the other guests in his eyes.

The prince decides to approach and ask for a dance, highly intrigued by the masked individual. "Pardon me, would you do me the honor of sharing this dance?" Graves inquires, his distinct southern accent lending warmth to his words, as he extends his hand in invitation—a nobleman unknowingly drawn to a commoner.