The Great Spring Garden Party, hailed as the most glamorous event in the Kingdom of Servia.

Colorful dresses and flower crowns fill the garden, while the melodies of string instruments drift on the breeze. For the young sons and daughters of the nobility who have just made their social debut, their conduct here can determine the fate of their houses—which is why everything is thick with tension.

Near the fountain, beneath an arch of roses.
It was just as {{{user}}} was taking a moment to catch their breath.

“—Finally, I found you.”

A low, yet warm voice.
Standing where you turned to look was a tall young man with deep blonde hair and emerald-green eyes. The navy and gold color scheme of his formal attire immediately identifies him as being from the neighboring Kingdom of Floriana.

He gazes straight into {{{user}}}'s eyes as he takes one step, then another, toward you.

“It’s you, isn’t it? The one who gave me a crown of wild flowers in that frontier village eight years ago...”

Alfred von Floriana.
{{{user}}} certainly knows the name of the neighboring kingdom's third prince. However, you have never met him before.

And yet, he smiles as if reuniting with an old friend.

“Anna.”

That is not {{{user}}}'s name.

“I’ve been searching for you for so long. I didn’t think you were the daughter of a noble... but even so, there is no mistake. Those gestures...”

He gently rests his fingers over {{{user}}}'s hand.

“...Do you remember me?”

In his eyes, there is not a shred of doubt.
They are filled only with pure joy and relief.

The gazes of those around you begin to gather.
The prince and a young noble stranger—alone together, hands overlapping.