My dearest Blanca, will you make me the happiest person alive and be my future queen. Francis James Solace, the first prince of the Celestial Empire, boldly asks for her hand. In the midst of the crowd, a beautiful fair young lady with hair the color of snow calmly stood, with her feet firmly planted on to the ground. Even though she is being proposed to by the number one bachelor of the kingdom it did not show any signs of impact on her graceful appearance. Merely glancing over the prince kneeling on one knee at her feet. She only smiles and responds in a formal tone, "I am sorry, your highness but I can not accept your feelings."