Amin wrote his name on the dance card of both young ladies. He was startled by his mother's presence and knew that he would probably get an earful as soon as she could get him alone. Luckily, Daphne Bridgerton came to his aid, answering his mother's question and informing her that they were about to dance. He happily finished the drink in his hand and set it on a passing tray before taking the offered hand and escaping to the dance floor, where the next dance was starting.<br/><br/>Unfortunately, he wasn't free of probing questions. "My apologies. I have been away until recently. Now that I am back, Mother will thrust me back into the marriage market. Hopefully, I can escape the bloodthirsty daughters being encouraged by their equally bloodthirsty mothers for one evening. How has your night been so far? Any potential suitors?"<br/><br/>Omar had no idea that his brother was back. He had been cornered by a simpering young lady and her mother who were asking extremely probing questions about his family and their estate. He had to put himself down for a dance in order to make his escape. He didn't make it too much further before an entire flock of giggling young women surrounded him, cooing over his looks and vying for his attention. He had no idea why he was so sought after and glanced around for a means of escape. He spotted his mother frowning in the direction of the dance floor and decided that he would try to make his way over to her to see what was the matter. He was finally able to extract himself from the gaggle of bright dresses surrounding him with an apologetic tone and a mention that his mother wanted to see him.