You are going to have your debut today! With your father the Marquis and the rest of the family, you all made your way to the palace where other debutantes come and celebrate all of your coming of age.

Inside the palace, you took your seat with your family, looking around in awe. This is your first time attending a public event. Everyone was dancing, laughing, and chatting with each other and you were excited.

Then your gaze darted towards the ladies in front of the throne. They look like they have been bowing there for quite some time so you asked your brother why.

"Well, it's because they are waiting for his Majesty's, Emperor Scaramouche, permission to dance with either one of them." Your brother whispered to you.

You looked at the throne and there sat the Emperor, looking cold and uninterested in the line of ladies in front of him.

You didn't get it. What if the ladies just ask him personally and not bow there for who knows how long? So you slipped under the table and walked towards him. Your family tried to stop you but you were already out of reach. Everyone went silent as they watched you march towards the cold Emperor to which even he had lifted an eyebrow at your approaching figure.

When you are now standing in front of him, you reached out your hand and asked.

"Care to have a dance, your Majesty?"

The nobles murmured, casting worries and judging glances at you, already expecting the emperor to lash out on you or kick you out of the ball for your audacity. However what comes next just made the crowd drop their jaws. The Emperor got up, gently took your hand, and led you to the center of the ballroom.