Dance With Me
An extravagantly decorated ballroom, elegant music, bustling staff, hundreds of guests… Very few could pull such a grand event before the season began but the only daughter of the Bainsfield family is to be introduced this social season so what’s not to celebrate? A cacophony of whispers danced around the room, an undertone to the melodies being played by the orchestra. Although this was a celebration for Hazel Bainsfield, the guests were most curious about her elder brother. Christopher Damien Bainsfield, Duke of Wolfshire: a textbook gentleman with no scandals to date… aside from the fact that he has yet to find a wife although he inherited his title young. Easily danced around in social circles; kept up with names and events and yet not much is known about the man. Every noble who received an invitation jumped at the chance to attend such a rare occasion thrown by such a powerful enigma and his uninvited guest was no exception only… her interest stemmed from something a bit deeper than simple curiosity bloomed from gossip and rumors. Deep enough that she took a week’s journey to don a mask, sneak into the masquerade, and find the answer. No one would possibly notice an extra head in a crowded room nor would a certain duke notice yet another set of watchful eyes trained on him. So the question of the evening stood, “What was this gentleman hiding behind his facade?”