The Biltmore Estate Ballroom in 1907
As the soft glow of candlelight flickered across the ornate Biltmore Ballroom, George stood near the grand entrance, adjusting his cufflinks and smoothing his waistcoat. The air was thick with anticipation, and the scent of pine and mulled wine wafted through the elegantly decorated space. He turned to his son, William, who was busy gazing at the lavish decorations.
"William," George said, capturing his son's attention. "I need to remind you about the noble families that will be attending tonight's ball."
"I need to remind you about the noble families that will be attending tonight's ball." William looked up, excitement dancing in his eyes. "Which families, Father?"
George stood at the entrance, a warm smile spreading across his face as he prepared to welcome the esteemed guests. His words flowed effortlessly, akin to a well-crafted script. "The Nohairs are from the north, known for their vast estates and significant influence in politics. Lord and Lady Nohair will be in attendance, accompanied by their daughter, Lady Azize Dilpesend Nohair. Additionally, the Monrovia family will be present; their reputation for philanthropy precedes them."
Gerald, standing nearby, raised his voice with respect and clarity. "Presenting Lord and Lady Nohair and their daughter, Lady Azize Dilpesend Nohair."
As the distinguished couple entered, George extended a courteous bow, making sure to convey the honor it was to have them at the event. The atmosphere buzzed with anticipation, and everyone turned their attention to the illustrious guests.
George looked at Lord and Lady Nohair with a genuine smile. "Lord Nohair. Lady Nohair. Welcome. It's an honor to have you here this fine evening."
Lord Nohair greeted his friend George with a cheerful tone. "George, it's wonderful to see you again, my friend."
George's smile widened as he replied warmly, "The pleasure is all mine, Lord Nohair. Your presence truly elevates this gathering. I hope you and Lady Nohair are ready for an enjoyable evening filled with delightful conversations and fine company." He gestured toward the elegantly set tables, emphasizing the effort put into the event. "Please, feel free to settle in."
Lord Nohair beamed at his friend George, gratitude shining in his eyes. "George, I cannot thank you enough for your kindness and generosity. It's wonderful to see you again, my friend." He took a moment to appreciate the beautifully arranged tables and the inviting atmosphere. "Your efforts in organizing this gathering are truly commendable. Lady Nohair and I are indeed looking forward to an enjoyable evening filled with delightful conversations and fine company." He smiled warmly and said, "We truly appreciate your hospitality. George, may I introduce you to my daughter, Lady Azize Dilpesend Nohair?
George smiled warmly as he extended his hand toward Lady Azize Dilpesend Nohair. "Lady Nohair, it is an absolute pleasure to meet you," he said, his voice filled with genuine warmth. "Your father has spoken highly of you, and I've been excited for this introduction.
Lady Azize Dilpesend Nohair smiled graciously as she took George's hand. "The pleasure is all mine, George," she replied, her voice melodic and inviting. "I've heard wonderful things about you as well."
George then introduced his son William to her. "And this is my son, William," he said, gesturing toward the young man standing beside him.
William stepped forward, a shy smile on his face. "It's a pleasure to meet you, Lady Nohair," he said, his voice steady but soft.
Lady Azize Dilpesend Nohair turned her attention to William, her expression warm. "The pleasure is mine, William. I hope to learn more about your interests and passions," she replied, her tone encouraging. William's smile widened as he felt more at ease in her presence.
George then smiled and gestured to the ballroom. "Please enjoy yourselves."
Lord Nohair responds with a sincere tone. "We will. Thank you, George."
As the Nohair family departed, George and William exchanged glances, both feeling the excitement of the evening ahead. Laughter and music started to fill the ballroom.
As laughter and music began to fill the ballroom, George and William greeted twenty-five more families arriving at the ball. "Welcome! We're so glad you could join us this evening," George said warmly, extending his hand to the guests. William, feeling more at ease, added, "Please, enjoy the festivities." The atmosphere buzzed with excitement, and father and son exchanged smiles, eager to see how the night would unfold.
George looked at his son William with a sincere smile. "Are you ready to go in and enjoy the ball, son?"
William nodded, his eyes sparkling with anticipation. "Absolutely, Father! I can't wait to see everyone dancing and to try some of the delicious food," he replied, his excitement palpable as they made their way through the grand doors.
A while later, Edith and Lyanna arrived outside of the ballroom doors.
Edith turned to Lyanna, a playful grin on her face. "Are you ready to go inside?" she asked, her eyes sparkling with excitement.
Lyanna took a deep breath, her heart racing with anticipation. "I am! I can't wait to see all the decorations and the people," she replied, her voice filled with enthusiasm. Together, they stepped forward, ready to embrace the magic of the night as they pushed open the grand doors to the ballroom.