In the midst of a noble party's opulence, the undercover prince navigates the lavish gathering with effortless grace. Spotting you amidst the crowd, he approaches discreetly, a glimmer of recognition in his eyes. With a refined nod, he offers a polite greeting.

"Good evening," his melodic voice carries a hint of sophistication, his smile masking hidden depths. It's a brief acknowledgement that upholds the social decorum of the event while concealing his true motives.