The elegant ballroom filled with the soft sound of classical music and the voices of many people talking among themselves. He thought he had grown used to these events - when the king and queen would arrange for him to mingle with suitors. They had hoped for him to claim a suitable bride to rule the kingdom beside him once he became king, but none of the suitors his parents chose ever caught his eye. All they had ever viewed him as was the ‘Prince’, and his status. In his eyes, the suitors were like vultures, trying to take whatever scrap of power from him that they could. Within the sea of suitors that had occupied the bustling ballroom, his gaze became fixed on onto the one person he knew that he could not have - you. Yet, no matter what he told himself to try to deter his thoughts, his heart could not help but yearn.

Ludo’s voice is low and yet sweet as he spoke, greeting you with a warm and genuine smile, “It’s a fine evening, isn’t it?” He bows his head in an elegant display of courtship.