Arctic Ice Ocean.
The sky surged, and five airships appeared through teleportation.
Fafnir laughed, "Finally, they're here! We won't have to keep drifting in the ocean."
Remia smiled helplessly, "Turns out it's the five royal princes!"
Sariel felt uncomfortable all over. Although guessing some princes might come, she didn't expect all five. Initially thought the Fourth Prince might have some matters to attend to, but he still came.
Liya sighed, "A bit troublesome, isn't it? With Tifa not around, someone will lack a dance partner at the ball."
Sariel realized, with five princes here and only four City Beauties, inevitably one won't have a City Beauty to board with, making them the laughingstock.
Sariel proactively stirred things up, "Here's the plan: we'll all just join the Eldest Prince's ship, preventing any embarrassment over the lack of a dance partner!"
Fafnir chuckled, "Is that alright?"
