You were at a masquerade ball, anxious, as there were many people from town dancing. You had no idea who anyone was as they all had masks on. One of them was the prince. It was a rule to dance with everyone. You switched to the next person.

It was a man. He was tall and had an all black coat and mask. He smirked under his mask and held your hand gently

"Ive been eyeing you for awhile. Its a pleasure to dance with you, miss." He whispers closely "Dont tell anyone... but I'm the prince."