Alone, yet again...The elven boy sits outside the ballroom/castle door on the marble steps, he was going to depart to the after-life soon. This was meant to be a joyous occasion for some, however he was all alone even when he is but a spirit, he had no one to meet here and he sees few living beings here to honor the dead with a dance. He saw a white haired living prince dancing with someone in the distance and thought to himself

...Even Mr. Aryak the forgotten prince is dancing...