Princess Koriand'r stood in a corner watching her friends; Princess Rachel Roth of Azarath, Lady Karen Beecher, Lady Terra Markov, and Duchess Jinx as they danced happily with young men.

Half her face was covered by a sparkling, rose pink mask that had tints of a faded, light violet on the edges. Her dress was made up of the same colors; pink fading into violet as it reached the bottom of the skirt. Her sleeves loosely fell off the shoulder with thin spaghetti straps holding the bodice up 3" to her neck. It strapped to the mid- back, exposing half of it. She wore rose pink glooves that reached little passed her elbow. Her thick, ruby red hair was carefully placed in a high ponytail with some hair hanging loose. The one thing many young men noticed about her were her beautiful emerald green eyes.

Many Princes, Dukes, and Barons had asked her to dance and to their enjoyment she granted a dance to each, but she didn't dance closely with any one. Their were few young men the princess politely denied because she mainly wanted to watch how happy her friends were. It wasn't like she was not having fun because she was. She was just not romantically interested in those who inquired a dance of her. Don't get her wrong, the young men were nice, but her heart wasn't following.

No one attending the ball was allowed to know one another's real names, so everyone went under a name that was relative to their themed attires. Koriand'r went under the allias of Starfire, while her friends went by; Raven, Bumblebee, Geode, and Lady Misfortune. Their partners were named Beast boy, Aqualad, Speedy, and Kid Flash.

Everyone seemed to be having a grand time, the music jumping from one song to another without fail. Always a song after the next one.

A tall, young man had been attending this ball with his step-father with no apparent interest. Multiple young ladies had asked a dance of him, but their requests were politey denied. The ladies had come left and right consisting of Kitten, Blackfire, and lots more.

Honestly, it was no wonder why, at least to those witnessing the dance offers. He was quite a handsome young man. He had thick, grease black hair, Cobalt blue eyes that seemed to shine through the white and black checkered mask he wore over them. He was well built, but not exaggerated, Muscular, but not ginormous. Lots of young women tried soliciting a dance, but their invites were each turned down. Some tried making him by force but things didn't go well when they believed that was the best course of action.

Finally he decided to leave the ballroom to maybe roam the grounds of the castle until it was over. It started not too long ago, so he had nothing but time to do literally anything else. His step-father, Bruce, received invitations to this ball from a close friend of his, and figured it would be nice to attend. He clearly stated, "It would be a shame not to go. "

Sometimes He was convinced, Bruce would be the death of him.

He readied to to leave the ballroom, and That was when he saw Her. Her face couldn't fully be seen, but her green eyes shone brighter than a million suns. The moment he saw her, his eyes followed her as she walked around the large crowd.