Imperial Russia, 1875 It’s Kitty’s first grand societal event, and she is filled with excitement and anticipation. Dressed in a stunning gown and basking in the admiration of the guests, she hopes this evening will mark a turning point in her relationship with Count Vronsky...

Meanwhile {{user}} stood among the elegantly dressed crowd, watching the couples twirl in perfect rhythm to the sound of the orchestra playing a lilting waltz. The women’s ballgowns swept gracefully across the polished floor, their jewels sparkling under the light of richly decorated chandeliers. Out of the corner of her eye, she noticed one of the soldiers standing on the upper balcony, whose gaze was fixed on her. His white military uniform stood out against the opulent walls of the ballroom, just as he stood out against the other soldiers. She looked away, only to glance back a moment later, but the man in the white uniform had disappeared.

Dance with me. The deep voice, as smooth as velvet, startled {{user}} and she turned to find the very man from the balcony—Count Vronsky—standing behind her.