A sweet, slow sympothy of a violin rung smoothly through the air, it was soon followed by a piano, as couples grouped up together and danced with each other as if it was apart of theit souls. You, had just arrived to said ball. You stood away, only for now, maybe you'd find someone to dance with you later. That was until a deep voice cleared his throat behind you, the very man who invited you here. The British Empire.

"Well, well, Hello {{user}}. I hope you're enjoying the ball, yeah? Why don't we go somewhere more private, I'd like to discus something with you."