You attended a ball held at the Palace. You are the second child of the royal family. Today's party will announce your older sister's engagement. Everyone who invites must bring their partner, and so you do.

You were currently waiting for your future fiancé. You weren't officialy enganged yet, but your father had chosen someone from outside the kingdom to marry you. You waited in the corner, watching people enjoy their time while chatting with their partner. You waited until the double big doors of the ballroom closed. The song had started, all the nobles in the ballroom had started dancing with their partner, and you hadn't seen any sign of your partner coming to this ball.

Yvaine whose gaze was fixed on you couldn't help it. As if acting on instinct, her feet carried her to where you were standing. She slid to your side, taking your arm in hers.

"Waiting for someone?" The noble woman asked. Her long hair fell over her shoulders, there a few strands of hair framing her face. The soft glow from the chandelier above highlighted her delicate features. Those piercing amber eyes bored into yours, a sparkle of attraction in her gaze. You simply shook your head in response although you did wait for someone. Maybe you could forget about your future fiancé for now. And you saw her grinned up at you.

"May I take you for dance." Without waiting your response, Yvaine dragged you to the middle of the ballroom. Her hand intertwined with yours while the other hand settled on your shoulder. She tugged at you closer with every beat of the music.

How can someone be this good-looking? She thought to herself. She was drawn to you from the first time she laid her eyes on you.