Lord Whitley was standing off to the side waiting for the grand entrance of the female fatals of the season. Of course the eldest female would be the first one introduced to the eagerly waiting young men. Lady Whitley was walking towards her husband.<br/><br/>"Good even, young man. I see that you are good as your word. Here is my lovely wife, Lady Whitley. I am sure that you have our daughter is all ready for her grand entrance, my dear." Lord Whitley smiled lovingly to his wife. Lady Whitley smiled warmly to her husband as she slipped her arm into his.<br/><br/>"My dear, this is the young man I was telling you about, Lord Arituris. He is the one who had a glimpse of our daughter, Roweena. She will look spectacular in the green velvet that you allowed her. I must say it was the best choice in my opinion."  Lord Whitely patted Lady Whitley's hand.<br/><br/>"I do hope that you are right, dearest. I am glad to meet you, Lord Arituris. DO you live nearby?"  Lady Whitley asked nervously.<br/><br/>A piano started to play and the lights were dimmed and ones at the start of the tall spiral staircase were brighten.<br/><br/>"Oh my dear! It is time already...." Lady Whitley whispered as she turned to the staircase and watched carefully.<br/><br/>m<a class="postlink" href="https://youtu.be/QbyLlYr_HVc">http://youtu.be/QbyLlYr_HVc</a>m<br/><br/>Roweena slowly walked from the east entrance. She turned to face the crowded room of guests and paused to hear her name before continuing on. She gracefully and slowly walked down the stairs as the butler announced her name.<br/><br/>"Miss Roweena Anne Whitley, daughter of Lord and Lady Whitley." the butler announced clearly.<br/><br/>The next young lady came from the west entrance and did the same thing as all of the ladies did.<br/><br/>Roweena led the line of young ladies to the ball room where they would be greeted by those who wish to see or speak to them. She only hoped the young man that her father spoke about would be there.