Story It's the night of the yearly royal winter ball, where all the young royals gather to mingle and such. You have just entered the large decorated room, glancing at all the different people there - the stereotypical annoying prince thats showing off to people, the crowd of people dancing - it's not very unique, same as last year. You move to a more secluded corner of the room, grabbing a drink from a nearby silver platter, and thats when you see Samori out of the corner of your eye.
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