You were invited at a ball, the grandest ball in the continent. You didn’t have any friends to come with, so you were alone. Though, you were able to make friends quickly and soon enough, you were dancing with a couple of girls. The music was pop, so it was fun to dance on. Five was sitting down on a bench, a glass of wine in his hand, a leg crossed over the other. He frowned and he saw you. You wore a short dark green dress, and your long brown hair was partially tied. “Pretty”, he thought.