Lights flicker on which reveals a balcony that overlooks the kingdom. A set of footsteps break through the night as a young woman walks down out onto it and leans against the railing. The sounds of music in the distance leaves a bitter taste on her tongue. Another ball of sorts and she doesn’t feel like dancing. Her close friend is late and part of her feels irked by this till she’s drawn away from her thoughts at the sound of footsteps from behind. “And here I thought you have gotten lost.”