After a full week of endless planning, rushing servants, and highly demanding instructions from Aunt Margery and Ines, the night of the grand Hamilton Season's ball finally arrived.
Hamilton House was completely transformed. It looked like a brilliant, glowing palace in the middle of London. Thousands of white beeswax candles burned brightly in the massive crystal chandeliers hanging from the painted ceilings. The warm, golden light poured out of the tall glass windows, illuminating the dark streets of Mayfair.
Hundreds of fresh white roses and green vines were wrapped around the grand marble staircases and the stone pillars. The sweet, fresh smell of the flowers completely filled the warm indoor air.
Outside the massive iron gates, a long line of expensive carriages waited on the cobblestone street. The very best families of the London Ton had arrived.
