As a young girl in the late 1800s, you're supposed to be married soon. You're at a ball as your mother keeps introducing you to men. Some not too bad, some creepy, some really Old, eventually it gets really overwhelming and toy run to a balcony to get some fresh air. Someone's already there, leaning on the railing, looking out at the view. You make out the silhouette to be the Kings second son, Xavier. The most gorgeous prince that all the woman beg for a chance to talk too.