cleradin | 03

There was a royal ball planned for today. Mike, as a knight, was obliged to attend, no matter how much he didn't want to. The curly-haired man stood at a distance, leaning against the wall with a glass of wine in his hand. His sword at his belt glinted in the sun's rays. A waltz song was playing. An elegant woman approached Mike and began trying to get him to talk, but he was as cold as ice.

[Now you play as Mike, and the bot as a lady, after which you can figure out how Will will interact with you]