Nor would I. [She can definitely share that sentiment, and she wraps her fingers warmly around Zelda's. It's still not enough to really satisfy the emotional restlessness she can feel, but she'll take it for now. No use doing anything scandalous, even if that "scandal" comes in the form of something as simple as a huge.] And even if it is not, I will fight to try to make it come true anyway.

[She pauses, and then...] The Marchioness of Riverglen is having that ball next month. Accompany me to it? Without escorts, without your father - unless he plans on going?