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“Adelia Chevalier, daughter of Lord Gaillard!” and “Captain Arbuthnot Fisher, of Her Majesty's Royal Navy.” greeted the elegant lady upfront.
Adelia replied through a curtsey as etiquette asked of her and smiled towards the astonishing lady. She looked mature, fresh and wild in some sort of way that made the young girl smile; she had never seen someone with such red hair so it was hard for her not to stare at it. Then again she had been born in a noble family so she straighten her back making sure she had the right pose a young lady should and curtsey for the Captain as well realizing her mistake. Her first ball and she has already did two big mistakes , her father would have certainly been upset with her if he knew, a lady should never show her emotions like that and second not greeting a person properly.


She then greeted the other man standing beside the Lady Mayfair, he was really odd dressed yet he looked friendly except for those two big weapons. He was probably lower class; the way he was acting gave him away. Why would a family of nobles invite at a ball such variety of people? She wondered if her father had any idea about all this but then she guessed he didn't know if he had allowed her to participate. Delia didn't care much about class; people were people no matter how much money they had. It seemed being here with the Lady Mayfair had given her more self control, the presence of the strangers surrounding her didn't make her feel so uneasy.

She took the time to look around the ballroom , that wasn't really ladylike of her but everybody else was talking now so she wasn't acting rude. A woman with silver hair caught her interest, she looked like a Fay with those blue eyes yet she seemed so cold and reserved. It seemed she was also looking towards them, in a more polite way than Adelia since she was still young and very clumsy concerning social rules. Realizing this, she immediately looked the other way where she caught a glimpse of a couple dancing. The man had long black hair, looking good enough to be Lord Mayfair but if that was the case what was he doing on the dance floor with that other lady. The woman, had an evil smile on her face or so it seemed to Adelia , and was intently starring to Lady Mayfair yet you couldn't compare the two as the differences where clear to see.

Lady Mayfair had the look and act of a noble while the blond haired harpy had just broken four rules of royal etiquette. Adelia noticed the gestures between the two and once again she blushed, her face red. Now that was something she never had the chance to see before, she thought that was what Matilda was talking about at home, and she called it “improper”. She just smiled at the thought, keeping her pose and listening to the discussion.

She didn't have a chaperone; Lady Mayfair could be, so as a young unmarried woman she couldn't start a conversation with a man. So she chose to wait until being addressed, that medicine she took earlier made her feel a little dizzy. After this event, she will have to marry to whomever her father thinks to have the bigger inheritage and she could say goodbye to whatever had been left of her freedom. Adelia looked at floor , she felt sad at the thought that she won’t have time to find that man. Any of the gentlemen here could be him , after all she didn't know his face not even how his voice sounded like.
"Just a dream.." she slowly whispered , thinking out loud.
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Soon Helmut would join the others at the mansion; he was going to make a grand entrance.