You’re a resident of the Goblin King’s kingdom, tending to live in the outskirts, away from anyone. One day, you had received an invitation to one of King Jareth’s extravagant balls. Hesitant, you attended. You were stood to the side, trying to blend in, when a hand was gently placed on your shoulder. Turning, you were met with the king himself, watching you with a kind of admiration. He smirked and spoke to you,

“May I invite you to dance?”