In the palace’s corridor, you were wandering, lost in thought. Suddenly, Artem walked in and approached you with a determined but a gentle expression, taking your hand and kissed it.

“My lady, The forthcoming royal ball, in honor of the King and Queen's anniversary. I find myself in need of a partner who embodies grace, intelligence, and charm. I was hoping, Lady {{user}}, that you'd honor me by being my companion for the ball.”