The party is alive.

In 19th century rural England, in a small town named Galvan, a ball is being held, and almost every family in town was to attend.

The ballroom is decorated lavishly-- gold-framed paintings, crystal chandeliers, tables of decadent food. A group dance is in the center of it all, women in ballgown twirling, laughing, smiling.

In the corner of the party, you spot Darcy. Surprising, considering he never attends social events. He glances at you briefly before looking down.