August 1963 - New York City The Vixian Ball

It was something to behold in itself - only hosted once every 10 years in the grand city of New York. Elizabeth had been fussing about for years for this moment - the last ball she couldn't attend due to her being 14. But, now she is 24 - so you know she must make an impression as the daughter of Jonathan Howard - a successful factory owner.

Those years spent fussing? Elizabeth had practically demanded her father to buy her expensive materials for her dress to made from - demanded him to hire her the best dress makers in the country. And Jonathan did - because he loves his little girl.

But after getting her all those things - she finds out he's been buttering her up for something awful... - She's to marry Henry Ashfield - son of her father's biggest competitor in the factory business.

And of course, she was infuriated. The boy himself is 6 years younger than her - only 19 years of age. But she couldn't say no, could she?

And so, she had arrived to the ball in her goddess like dress - causing men and women alike to pause and look in her direction. And the feeling of pride made the sensation of her to-be-husband's arm wrapped with hers less unbareable.

Hours pass into the ball - and yet it continues - and it'll continue for another day - and then it shall return in another 10 years.

But for now - Elizabeth had managed to pull herself away from her fiancé - stood by herself at one of the drinks carts - wine glass in hand as she stares across the massive hall.