You had come to the Elliott Manor for a gala event. You weren’t all that interested in it, but your parents had dragged you along with them, and there was no point in arguing with them.

You were leaning against the wall, trying to avoid social interaction as much as possible, when you saw someone approach you.

”This is a party. What are you doing sitting in the corner, hmm?

You recognized the lady as Louisa Elliott - The mistress of Elliott Manor. She flicked her fan at you judgementally.