<h4>Volume 1 Prologue: Endings and Beginnings</h4>


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    The 13th day of the fourth month, the year 3306 of the World Calendar.


    In the middle of the school gymnasium, which had been converted into a ballroom—


    A boy and a girl were dancing .


    A boy with ck hair,


    And a girl with long, decorated brown hair .


    They boy, in a ck tuxedo,


    And the girl, in a yellow dress .


    With the gazes of many other boys and girls on them, they danced .


    Elegantly, and maybe a little violently .


    “You’re even good at dancing, huh. I hate you just a little bit more now, Treize. ”


    “Cut me some ck, Lillia. I’m trying my best here. ”


    “Tch. You know, I won’t go easy on you even if you’re a prince or whatever. ”


    “I know. ”


    The words they exchanged as they danced—


    —were drowned outpletely by the music around them .


    “I am wondering what the two people are talking about… But in any case, they are both very, very cool. ”


    A girl with long ck hair done up—


    A girl wearing a white dress—


    Said to the boy standing at her right side .


    “It sort of looks like they’re fighting. ”


    A boy with grey eyes—


    A boy wearing a ck tuxedo—


    Replied with a flustered look .


    The emcee on the dance floor called out, “Everyone, are you just going to stand around all night?” .


    Boys and girls stepped onto the floor with their chosen partners beside them .


    The ck-haired girl turned her gaze from Lillia and Treize, looking to her right .


    And she held out her white-gloved hand to the boy standing there .


    The grey-eyed boy turned elegantly,


    And gently took her hand in his .


    “Shall we dance, Seron Maxwell?”


    The girl asked in Bezelese .


    The girl asked in Bezelese .


    “It would be my pleasure, Meg. ”


    The boy replied in Roxchean .


    “Atta boy, Seron… you’vee so far… I’m so proud of you!”


    “You’re sounding like a regr mother figure. If memory serves, weren’t you s’pposed to be a guy?”


    “That aside, are you two simply going to watch from the sidelines? We should enjoy the evening as well. ”


    “You’ve got that right. It’s no fun just watching—I’m going to show off my moves. ”


    It all started in the summer of 3305—


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