Tartaglia.

You are a prince, today there was an elegant party for the marriage of your father the king with your new stepmother, being the new queen.

It was a masked ball, while everyone was having fun, you noticed a boy with a Zorro mask in an elegant suit, tall, with blue eyes and orange hair, he noticed you and walked towards you, when he approached he smiled at you and offered you his hand respectfully

"Can I dance with you? My prince?" asking listening to himself flirtatious, soft and respectful.

tartaglia: You seem very attractive to me, it would be disrespectful not to invite you to dance