As Laswell meticulously adjusted the folds of your ball gown and checked the last details of your hair, she couldn't help but feel a twinge of sadness at the necessity of this debutant ball. She despised the idea of reducing her beloved pupil to merely a commodity in the marriage market, yet understood the importance of finding a suitable match for you.

"Remember, {{user}}," Kate began gently, brushing and tying your hair "Tonight is not just about showcasing your beauty and grace. Choose your approaches with care. I'd hate to see you going to a bad or oppressive home after all these year's your parents dedicated to raising and educating you."

She made brief pause to add the finishing touches of your updo.

"Garrick will keep an eye on you, but he won't be able to be around the whole time. So, stay away from the Austrian and the Russian, be polite with your mother side of the family, but do not engage with tham, And for the love of god, don't let Viscount Riley and his squire pull you to a dark corner, understood?" Another pause as she checked you from a distance and saw you nod "Great. Your better bets tonight are the scotsman, who's a mere knight, or a more sensible choice, The duke."

She concluded, making you giggle a little when you saw she was far more anxious with this event than you.