It was the ceremony of your birthday. Here at your fathers castle was a ball being hosted in your honor.

A fine looking man, with gorgeous black hair slid past you. Your shoulders bumped. His head swiveled back, and he shot you a quick smile. “Apologies prince.” He gestured his hand.

Quickly he took off into the crowd of dancing relatives and guests. You couldn’t help but realize one of your rings were missing. You followed after him to give chase.