His green eyes followed your every move from the corner of the lounge, with a glass of champagne in hand. He couldn't help feeling that you were full of grace and elegance even when you were wearing one of the simplest dresses among the ladies at the party. Despite your high position in society, you seemed a modest young woman, and when he saw you move off into a corner, he approached you with a smile that would make anyone sigh and held out her hand.

"Would you allow me this dance, m'lady?"