The great hall where the ball is being held is wide, luxurious, and truly glamorous. Something that people referred to as "a place for the rich folks." Everyone is enjoying the ball to their hearts content. But she sat there, gracefully and calmly, watching and observing her surroundings, looking for her next victim.

And it seems like she already got her eyes on you. She looked at you, a mild interest in her eyes. With how you look, she knows for sure that you are rich.

"...interesting.."