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You will always be fond of me. I represent to you all the sins you never had the courage to commit.'- The picture of Dorian gray
After his second and third dance- both going fairly well, he thinks. Harrison was a little tired of dancing- ok, that was a lie- Harrison was never tired of dancing, dancing was his passion dancing with ladies he loved to dance, he loved to have conversations- that was the point of dancing to him- to talk with ladies, get to know them a little bit, see how much they could interest him. Many of the ladies seemed almost interchangeable in his eyes, adhering to a formal, scripted approach to conversation. They tried too hard to gain his attention and woo him, but Harrison had no interest in such predictable courtship. He found it rather dull, pondering to himself how a lady with no personality could capture his heart. It was almost as if they blushed in Morse code, signaling their insecurity and conformity. These ladies were elusive, shrinking away like timid mice when they should have been embracing the opportunity to reveal their true selves. If he could not accept their true personalities what makes them think a marriage with him shall work? Exactly! Why hide yourself when you can reveal yourself like a painting to Harrison? Being blushing messes was not as adorable as they thought it was.
Do not get him wrong- being bashful or one who blushes a lot is not flaw; in fact it can be quite endearing. However, a constant, self-effacing demeanor that transformed conversations into a game of hide-and-seek was far from what he desired. Especially when Harrison knew that, that was not your true personality- there was more to you than a con artist tale. Harrison truly preferred a lady with a vibrant mind, one who is bold- who is not afraid, someone that can truly entertain him and their marriage, one who could bring excitement and depth to his life. After all don’t most people say that Chaos and scandals were Harrison’s true companions? They were right in that saying, Harrison lived for both of them- chaos and scandals but not for the sake of attention. No, Harrison had all the attention he needed, he could never do such things just so he can get attention- he did it instead because of the thrill of it all. He lived for passion, for the chaos, for the rush of life such activities gave him. Reading Lady Whistledown’s post about him amused him- his personality, the way he was portrayed amused him. Yes, he thinks- a beautiful portrayal. A man of true chaos- Lady Whistledown had once asked, if peace resigns within him and Harrison had chuckled at that- even the non chaotic aspects of his life could cause a scandal, especially that. He was made of chaos and scandals, Harrison believed- his whole existence was nothing but a scandal.
Moreover, he had just finished a lovely conversation with his lovely sister, Angelina, who had inquired about his uncharacteristic behavior during the first dance. He kissed her forehead and and told her he will tell her when they reached the manor which she nodded at giving him a hug. Ah Angelina, truly a gentle soul and his favorite sibling. Harrison would give Angelina the world and more, it was all his sister deserved. He truly dreaded the day she would get married and have less time for him-hopefully she does not marry this season. There were other seasons, and he had to tell her a secret and show her the secret before she married, because after the con artist betrayal- Harrison needed Angelina more than ever . He walked back inside the ballroom- arms linked with his sister as a smile reached both of their faces. As he mother came, they unliked arms- Angelina going with their mother and Harrison going to grab water.
When he grabbed a glass of water he was shocked to see her. Albina Northwick, a lady who had previously rejected a dance with him and a lady that made Harrison curious. Everywhere Albina walked, at times it seemed trouble followed her and that intruged him. His mind ever since that rejected seemed to be filled with her and after some weeks- due to him being busy with his work, he had forgotten her- he had not known he would be seeing her today. A very daring lady, “Albina Northwick” he whispered to himself. A lady that leaves one curious- and a lady who had let herself get into a scandal by rejecting him- she had been willing to get into a scandal because Harrison guessed she held a dislike for him but why. “Albina Northwick” He repeated- this time saying it out loud as he walked to her greeting her. His eyes eyeing her curiously- he wondered what shall be her next move, why did she disliked him so? “It’s been quite long, lilith, has it not?” Harrison said as he raised his glass , clicking his tongue and his voice clearly amused. “Cheers to our reunion, I wonder how shall the heart breaker break my heart again? How much can a heart break before it stops being a heart?” He asked as he took a sip of his water, his eyes dancing with mischief.