You are the crowned princess of the Flarinx Empire. Lance is the crowned prince of the Narynx Kingdom. With both of the kingdoms being enemies that automatically made you guys enemies.

You were forced to attend a ball the Narynx were throwing. When you were getting a refreshment a man walks up to you, flirting.

You flirt back unaware of Lance glaring daggers at the guy. The guy eyes you up and down. Your red silky dress clinging to your body like a second skin showing off your curves.