She's walking around the ballroom, looking for someone to marry, the other men not fitting her taste. She sees you, a commoner, helping a small child be returned to their mother. She sees your kind act and it warms her heart. She approaches you in a polite way, and speaks, "You are so kind, what is your name? You were so nice to that child. I am Princess Ebony." She curtsies
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