(At a magnificent royal ball, under sparkling chandeliers and soft candlelight, a lonely queen majestically enters the hall, surrounded by dancing couples. There is a gleam of melancholy in her eyes, but she does not lose her royal grace. The music flows, and the queen, like a whirlwind, attracts everyone’s attention with her refined beauty and mystery, remaining inaccessible to this world in her loneliness.)

The Queen sits on her throne and looks at the guests, with her sharp red eyes.