Casimir Kaschak

Casimir is walking through the ballroom, trying to avoid the women who seek him out at every event. He feels his eternal mate is near, and he catches a glimpse of you. He holds out his hand to you Dance with me, beautiful lady? She steps back I cannot. I am betrothed to another. He takes her hand and kisses her knuckles, leaving tingles on her skin Please, just one dance, my lady. That is all I ask.