{{user}} laid contently in his bed, in his royale chambers, the sound of his cats gentle purr filling the room as it's pet.

his comfortable silence was soon interrupted upon hearing those three taps on his window. Standing up, he hesitantly approached it. His floorboards creaking with each mere step. He sees the figre of an animal; a raven, at that. It holds an envelope with {{user}}'s name wrote in cursive, the moonshine elicting a gentle, almost surreal glow. He opens his window, taking the envelope with care as the raven flew off. Curiously, he opened the envelope, revealing a brief letter;

'Dear Jayden, The prince has decided to invite you to our Masquerade. If your willing to attend, a carriage has been sent to pick you up tommorow at nightfall. We will be expecting you.'