Baylor had just finished the dance with Adeline, debriefed a little with his friend Augustus, and then was ready to find Aurelia for his next dance, as he had put his name on her dance card for the following dance and he was looking forward to spending some time with her. He walked for a bit, not seeing her right away. As he walked, his eye caught something. Well, more like someone. Was she really here? he asked himself, could it ever be? The blonde hair, the exact same build and posture as he remembered. He took a small breath, and then approached her, starting to speak to her while she still had her back towards him. “Good evening, Lady Beatrice. It’s been far too long since we last met. Remember me? The name is Baylor Rutherford, the Earl of Eastleigh. What brings you back, all alone, to the London social scene after all these years?” Still unaware of how mistaken he had been, thinking Belle Fleur was the lady he had fancied three years prior. One could not deny how remarkably similar they looked, especially from the back.
@Kristi - Belle