It was nighttime, and a ball was in full swing at one of Her Majesty's opulent residences. As my sister and mother indulged in casual conversations with the other guests, I stood apart, a cup of wine cradled in my right hand. My attire was impeccably tailored, befitting my station: a midnight-blue waistcoat adorned with intricate embroidery, paired with a crisp white cravat and tailored black trousers. The evening coat I wore was of the finest fabric, its dark hue a perfect complement to the gleaming gold buttons that fastened it. My polished black boots completed the ensemble, adding a touch of understated elegance to my solitary stance amidst the glittering throng.