After having read the recent Lady Whistledown volume, he had unfortunately been pushed directly into the limelight of mama’s eager to present their daughters and sons to him. He was sure he had just tried charming the wrong person as of late. It didn’t make it easy, of course, whether they wanted money, fame, or all of the above. Stepping into the ballroom with his loving mother, Lady Saverem, at his side as he can already see eager women ready to introduce whomever for whatever reason. Whether it’s marriage or business related matters.

“Oh Vash, aren’t you just delighted?” Rem, his mother, said breathlessly with a wide smile across her face. While she was eager for him to find his other half this season, he would’ve preferred to stay out of the public eye. The blonde nodded his head, glancing down at his mama. Really, he wouldn’t get through a season of this alone, considering his twin was concerned with other matters that he didn’t disclose. “I am just as delighted as I am nervous. I have no doubt mama’s all around will be looking for every opportunity to pounce.” He chuckled nervously.

Clearing his throat, he tugged at the cravat tied around his neck. “Well, I’m sure there is someone who will charm you. You are the marquess, after all.” He felt a little wave of confidence wash over him at his mama’s encouraging words. Smiling at her, the blonde nodded. “I shall take to the floor, then. Perhaps I will find someone.” Vash said, dismissing himself from his mother to find someone. As much as he wasn’t interested in pursuing anyone, he would (begrudgingly) try for his mother’s sake. His eyes scanned the room dutifully, searching for anyone who caught his eye.

As he slowly walked, like a prowling animal, he gasped as he nearly trampled over someone. “Forgive me, I seem to have found myself distracted.“ He quickly trailed off as his blue eyes met with theirs, all words dying on the tip of his tongue. He bowed his head politely. “I am Lord Vash Saverem. If I am not mistaken, you’re the diamond..?”