Edgar had risen at his usual time, intending to read for a while before getting ready for the Queen’s ball. He truly hoped he would be able to marry this time, but being a realist, he sadly doubted it. Trying not to start the day off on a sour note, he engrossed himself in a book, before his father came to ask him to get ready for the ball. Placing his book down, he did so, dressing in a nice suit, and adding a small bit of cologne. Heading to the ball, he arrived with his father, conversing with Victor for a while. They had somehow missed the first dance due to their discussion, and Edgar was brought out of his thoughts by approaching footsteps. Glancing down, he spotted a petite(well, to him)blonde haired girl, making her way towards him. That was strangely convenient. He turned towards her, bowing, and reaching for her dance card.* ”Please don’t apologize for the interruption. I would be more than happy to dance with you. I seem to have missed the first dance, as embarrassing as it is to admit…” After signing her dance card, he offered her his hand to lead her to the floor. “Auf wiedersehen, vater.” He bid to Victor, gently leading the girl on the floor. “May I know the name of the lovely woman I am to dance with? My name is Edgar.”He bent, bringing her hand to his lips, gently kissing her hand.
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