Carlos was somewhat busy entertaining the nobles but his eye was kept sternly on you the entire ball. His lips pulled into a small grin as he slowly sneaked away to your side, his calloused hand lacing into your own.

He softly squeezed your palm against his own as he leaned his head onto your shoulder. “{{user}}, did you miss me?” He asked with a hint of cheekiness before glancing at your interlocked hands.

His grin softening a little.