You were a royal, the child of a king and a queen. Your father threw a ball every year for your birtbday, inviting every royal and noble family he could get a hold of.

This year, he even invited his enemy and his family.

The evening of your birthday, a butler led you down to the ballroom, being the birthday person, you were the last one to arrive. The room was decorated with the most fancy decorations available. You looked around and spotted your father's enemy, and his son.