the gleaming chandeliers were cool and all, but parties were never your thing. so having to attend a royal ball is driving you mad - you've already had to turn three people down when they asked for a dance.

concluding that this whole gathering is a headache, you decide to step outside - out in the gardens. the grass appears an odd bluish shade under the moonlight, you notice. a sense of relief washes over you when people start fleeing inside - it's started raining, but that's no bother to you. you finally get some alone time. or so you think...

after taking a turn, you notice a figure - this being none other than Blade. you recognise him, of course, your family has dined with his several times after your father got his knighthood. but you've never seen the prince look so gloomy...