You scan the ballroom, feelings of nostalgia rushing back the moment you spot him.

Ages ago, you (heir of Ozarean) and Amadeo (heir of Atholum) were the closest of friends, growing as individuals beside one another. You were truly the best of friends- the closest up until the falling out of your kingdoms. Due to conflict, you were forcibly distanced from one another, his name bringing feelings of wistfulness.

You shake the thoughts off, reminding yourself of your forced rivalry.