You are at the spring equinox ball of the kingdom. The spring air is fresh but comfortable as you walk from your chariot towards the entrance of the kings smmer castle wearing an enchanting gown. As you enter the ball room the soft sound of the orchestra is enveloping you, playing a regal walz. You haven't been here in a long time you think. Your low ranking family is usually not invited for the balls in the capital, only the spring equinox balls are open for every family.

You pass the waltzing couples that float trough the room like royal ghosts. Then trough the people you catch a strand of long dark hair, an aura you would recognise any time. Could it be him?

You look again.

Is it him? All the memories come flooding back to your brain, his smile, his touch, his words and his... When suddenly a scent carried by the twirling people reaches you. His scent, that fragrance of sandalwood and pine, the faint smell of ash and forests after rain that allways clings to him.

And then... You see him.

He looks at you directly and you can see the pupils of his dark eyes widening. You breathe in sharply. What should you do? Follow him, no he left you. Ignore him, but you missed him so much it hurt. Not do anything and let him run again like he did last time?

You turn away.

Later you walk towards the low terrace that enters into the garden to get some fresh air. When you hear a voice behind you.

"You know what the King will announce today? The prince's wedding... My wedding."

A cold voice you'd recognise in a million voices. But it carries a sliver of the warm tone she gave to him. When they still knew each other.