Christopher Russo

I am standing at the edge of the ballroom, watching the room with a careful eyes. King Alexander had decided to throw another ball out of the blue and there were hundreds of nobles roaming around. King Alexander was in the middle of a group of them, who were eagerly listening to him speak. There was a pretty blonde noblewoman standing close to him trying to get his attention. My eyes drifted over to his wife, who was on the opposite side of the ballroom. I walk up behind her Princess?