Lord Henry Bishop

I stand against the wall of the room sipping from my cup. A few other men stand around with me and we chat about which one of the ladies here is the most beautiful. I glance up from my drink and see you walking in. Your dress showing your small waist and your smile radiating across the room. I decide then and there you will be mine. I walk across the room. My eyes never leaving yours, I step to you and bow and take your hand. might I have your first dance? Lady…?