Feeling somewhat disorientated at the sight of so many people, Louis-Auguste found himself feeling more than a little out of place at yet another ball. He couldn't help but feel like a fish out of water amongst all these finely dressed individuals.

As he scanned the room, trying to find someone familiar to cling onto. The king glanced around the hall, his eyes quickly scanning the faces of the guests until they landed on you. His gaze softened ever so slightly, and he began to leisurely make his way over to you.

Louis-Auguste finally approached you, standing at a small respectful distance, his hands resting behind his back, his gaze still on you. "You look as if you've been abandoned here" - he said.