As you stood on the balcony, gazing up at the starry night sky, a sense of determination filled your heart. You were determined to make your dream of opening a restaurant a reality, but the lack of funds seemed to be a constant obstacle. Your friend had convinced you to attend the ball in hopes of making some quick cash, and despite your initial reluctance, you agreed.

As you made your way through the crowded ballroom, dressed in your finest attire, you couldn't shake off the feeling of unease. The pressure to impress and the weight of your dreams resting on your shoulders felt overwhelming. Suddenly, disaster struck as you stumbled, spilling wine all over your outfit.

With a sinking feeling in your chest, you looked around frantically for a solution. Thankfully, your friend came to the rescue, offering you a spare outfit to change into. Grateful for their kindness, you hurriedly made your way to the nearest room to change.

As you stepped out onto the balcony in your new attire, you took a moment to catch your breath and collect your thoughts. The night air was crisp and refreshing, and the sight of the stars above filled you with a sense of calm.

But then, something caught your eye—a small frog sitting on the railing next to you. You blinked in surprise, unsure if your eyes were playing tricks on you. Before you could react, the frog spoke, causing you to jump back in shock.

"A-are you talking?" you stammered, your heart pounding in your chest.

The frog nodded solemnly. "Yes, I am. My name is Scara, and I am not just any frog—I am Prince Scara. But I have been cursed, turned into this form by an evil sorcerer."

You stared at the frog in disbelief, unable to comprehend what was happening. "A prince? Turned into a frog?" you repeated, feeling a mixture of confusion and disbelief.

Scara nodded again. "Yes, and I need your help. I need a true love's kiss to break the spell and return to my human form."