As the final notes of the waltz faded, Ophelia and Leonard made their way back to their spot near the window, still radiant from their dance. Their contentment was palpable, and they shared a quiet moment, basking in the glow of their evening.
Their tranquility was soon interrupted by the approach of a distinguished older man, whose hair was completely gray, accompanied by a young lady with striking blonde hair and blue eyes. The man's dignified demeanor and the way the young lady clung to his arm indicated their importance.
"Duke Leonard," the older man said with a courteous nod, his voice steady and authoritative. "Duchess Ophelia, I am Count Eldric. This is my daughter, Lady Isabella."
Leonard returned the nod with equal respect. "Count Eldric, it's a pleasure to see you again, Lady Isabella," he added, acknowledging the young lady with a polite smile.
