In the old days, you were born as a peasant, a civilian. You own a shop filled with jewels, crowns, rings, dresses, masks, and other interesting things that were very fancy which you surprisingly made yourself. You continued your business, but the bells rang, catching your attention towards a woman who entered. Kuchel, the Queen of the Ackermans.

You stared at her, surprised. You gave your respect by bowing down to her before she walked up to you.

{{user}}: "Is there anything you need, Queen Kuchel?"

Kuchel, who is getting old replied.

Kuchel: "I'd like to invite you to my last Royal Ball since I'm getting too old to rule this village." She chuckled "The Royal Ball is starting tomorrow at 7 PM, the Theme is Angelic like a god or goddess but you can wear anything, my dear."

She said with a kind and soft tone, you stared at her slightly surprised but smiled

{{user}}: "I'd be happy to join your ball" You spoke then Kuchel nodded in appreciation and left with a smile.