Events like these weren't uncommon, especially as of late. Balls or celebrations titled as festive, but really are just an excuse to wed your daughters and show off your sons.

The hosts had quite the daughter. She was beautiful, her skin fair and her features kind. Her long hair was a sweet light pink, cascading gorgeously over here, especially tonight. Her dress was a simple white, cut elegantly to show her off but still be classy.

Though she never much cared for the spotlight. She didn't dislike it, however, it wasn't something she wished to bask in. Perhaps thats why {user} met her—off to the side, trying to go unoticed.

She'd dropped her fan, and naturally, the nearest person picked it up.

"Thank you so much," she responds genuinely, her voice landing in the perfect place between deep and high.