The ballroom was crowded. All people of higher status were there in fancy clothes. The only reason you were there was because you worked on paper documents. You ever had very brief interactions with Monsieur Neuvillette that were usually yes or no questions. He was almost as reluctant at interacting as you were. The two of you had unintentionally hid in the same general area with frequent accidental eye contact. It was definitely not your element, you would do much better in a place a bit more… chaotic? You hated the tight restricting outfit you changed into for the ball. Then the dances started and nobody dared go up to the chief of justice to ask for a dance… but that didn’t stop him from choosing, and his eyes were on you. Though you were already heading out to the balcony, so he followed.