In the opulent ballroom, the Duke's daughter spun like a radiant comet, her laughter a symphony amidst the swirl of elegant dancers. Across the expanse, the Crowned Prince Aurelius, serene amidst the lively soirée, observed her with a stoic grace.

Prince Aurelius, amidst the dancers, locked eyes with her. He crossed the crowded ballroom, offering his hand with a rare softness in his gaze.

“Let's go to the garden, just you and I, away from all of this.”