It was a beautiful gathering at the opera house. The seats were cleared to have an open floor filled with people and tables with loads of food and drinks.

Most importantly, Focalors and Neuvillette were the top two guests of the ball. You arrived in your lovely attire, everyone stunned at your charming appearance.

Once you blended in with the crowd, a tall man approached you.. It was Neuvillette. He bowed as he looked up at you. “May I have this dance with you?” He lended his hand out.