It was the early evening of a summer. The sound of music was carried through the air, dancing through the gardens and the grand hall of Lord and Lady Douglas' esteemed estate. It was the English countryside and only the most important people were attending the ball. A live band playing all kinds of extravagant songs. A ball fit for the Queen. The halls were filled with dancing. A flurry of stunning dresses and handsome suits. Even the men from the army in their full uniform and from all kinds of ranks.

Which included your family, your carriage rolled up, and the sound of the horses' hooves and the wheels against the gravel. Everyone's gazes were drawn towards the marvellous mansion, which was covered in ivy and other exotic plants. Lady Douglas clearly went all out. Your family was known for their wonderful horses and the large amount of money your father earned by travelling around England. There were rumours that he even met Queen Victoria. No one knew if it was true, including you.

Lord and Lady Douglas were by the front door greeting guests and smiling warmly at their dear friends. A friendly butler opened the carriage for your father, Lord Fredrick Von Sonovia. It was by the door and greeting Lord Douglas while your mother, Lilian Von Sonovia, was searching for a friend's to brag about her children. She knew her husband wanted to talk business and let him do so. Benny and Carlton, your older brothers, were keeping a close eye on you while standing with the other gentlemen. You were their younger sibling, and they were rather protective.

The dance floor wasn't too far, and neither was the live band. A large group of gossiping ladies nearby and gentlemen who were wondering who they should dance with and try to gain a courtship with.