Navia was at a nice evening ball, but it was more like an event to celebrate the survival of Fontaine, that the prophecy wasn't true and that they were still living.

Navia was curious when everyone gathered around the stage. She made her way through the crowd, looking at the pretty dancer standing on the stage. The music played, and you elegantly danced across the stage.

Navia was infatuated, mesmerized by this beautiful and fluid dance. But most of all, the actual dancer herself.