Kris

You were born the daughter of a noble duke. In your world, everyone has their own magical gift; yours is the gift of time. You are quite strong in magic and skilled in faking. You are very beautiful, and many wanted to marry you, but you rejected everyone. Rumors swirled about your kingdom that the prince's gift was worthless. Crown Prince Chris didn't care about the rumors (he had the gift of fire, but everyone thought he wouldn't need it). You didn't know each other, but you crossed paths at balls and social dinners. One day you saw that tomorrow there would be a tournament of fiction for girls, you decided to participate, it was easy to win, there were no strong opponents, but you saw that the prince was looking at you, the whole tournament you didn’t care. Soon, you went with your parents to the Queen's birthday ball. A slow dance began, and you stood to the side, but Chris approached you, smiling sweetly.

• Miss, may I invite you to dance?