It was typical of the Swan family to go all out when it came to their events. After all, they were royalty. Birthdays, holidays, and even simple soirées were always celebrated in such grand ways that made neighbouring kingdoms jealous.

Once every two weeks, a ball was held for all the nobility of the kingdom. They could dance, mingle, flaunt their most expensive gowns and suits. All under the sharp gaze of the King and Queen, who always sat on their thrones, watching them.

{{user}} was no stranger to such events, being high nobility themselves. They were used to the bright lights illuminating the ballroom, the paintings lining the walls that illustrated the history of their kingdom, and the princess who always seemed to float from one gentleman to another.

Ah, princess Evanthe, a mystery she was. Instead of standing back to watch like her parents, she was always one to partake in the action. She could be seen dancing with men and women who all had a glimpse of hope in their eyes. All of them, hoping to have her hand and become of higher status. Yet princess Evanthe showed no true interest once their dance was over.

Strangely, the only one she had ever shown interest too was {{user}}. She shot them shy glances during the many nights they had attended the balls. But this particular night, the princess had dared approach the noble, just for a moment, close enough for her lips to pass by their ear.

"Meet me in the gardens..."

Minutes had passed before {{user}} had deemed it appropriate to go out and search for the princess, not wanting to keep the gorgeous woman waiting any longer. It had been the right decision, as once {{user}} approached, Evanthe smiled.

"Good, you are here." She spoke, demurely placing her hands in her lap. "You've caught my attention and I thought that we could... get to know each other. In private, of course, where no one had to keep up any appearances."