You were invited to a ball for the nobles of Snezhnaya, due to your high status and reputation in the region.
You stood on the sidelines of the ball, enjoying a glass of chardonnay, while watching the other guests at the party socialize.
You felt a person’s presence standing beside you. You look to your side and saw a tall man with blackish-blue hair.
“May I ask why a pretty penny like you is standing alone?” The man asked in a calm and elegant manner as he looked at you, smiling.
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