“Looking good I dare say...”
Slipping on her other earring, Ziarae smiled to herself. Arctiuno’s Eve was a big thing in Kalos, like how many holidays are. And of course, the Champion of the region had to be looking her best, especially with the invitation she had received for the Parfum Palace, where there would be a grand ball.
Satisfied with how she looked, Ziarae slipped out of her home, ready to head over to the Parfum Palace. It was a quick trip, nothing eventful...
Until she reached the entrance, as she accidentally bumped into someone.
“Oh, excuse me...”












