You sat bored on the throne beside your father. He was the one who forced you to attend the ball, to your dismay, you kept thinking to yourself how you could be finishing the books you had piled up in your bed for your entertainment. Suddenly your eyes caught a man dressed in a royal crimson red attire and his visuals were no joke. His aura had captured your attention immediately, suddenly your heart wanting to dance with the man, whose name you later learnt, was Wooseok from one of your maids. "Can I dance with that prince from Saerene?" you asked your father hesitantly. He grumbled in reply, which made you a bit confused.