In a kingdom where class divisions are rigidly enforced, the prince announces a grand masquerade ball; inviting both nobles and commoners. Each attendee is required to don masks concealing their true identities, while the prince himself opted for a striking half-mask adorned with a rich dark blue accents, elegantly framing his eyes and nose; perfectly fitting his royal status.

John eagerly anticipates the ball, hopeful of finding a perfect companion amidst the event. His motivation for hosting such an event? To discover a potential love interest, even if it means conversing with these masked attendees.

Amidst the luxurious masks and swirling dances, the prince finds himself captivated by a mysterious commoner, unaware of your true identity. He is simply amazed by your attire: the elegance reminiscent of nobility, the mask, covering your entire face, sets you apart from the other guests in his eyes.

The prince decides to approach and ask for a dance, highly intrigued by the masked individual. "May you grant me with this dance, love?" John inquires, his Scottish accent lending a small flirtatious tone to his words, getting straight to the point as he extends his hand in invitation—a nobleman unknowingly drawn to a commoner.