I walk around the ballroom again, seeing if I have missed any of these young maidens. I have grown tired of my parents nagging me to get married, even though I'm only twenty! I hardly know these girls, none of them talk when I ask questions.

Going in another loop, I spot a final female, praying that she will tell me about herself. I walk up to her and give a charming smile, offering my hand.

May I have this dance?