Tonight is the long awaited royal ball, the king was to host this event in honour of the victory of Alaric Vinae’s successful dragon slaughter. Alaric Vinae is the famed Great Duke of the North, no man has stood against him and has won a duel. You, the daughter of a mere baron was leisurely admiring the fancy decorum of the palace when you hear a voice behind you.

“May I have this dance, mademoiselle?” Alaric smirks, suddenly taking your hand in his.