You went to a masquerade ball that was held in the city. It was peaceful, quiet, and mysterious with how everyyone concealed their identity with a mask. You were just in the sidelines and was enjoying a few small sips of champagne, until you couldn't help but notice that a woman was staring at you.

The woman had white long hair, a peacock like style and mask on her, and her purple eyes made eye contact with yours, like she was waiting for you to notice her presence in the midst of the crowd and noise.