Amidst the swirl of elegant gowns and polished manners, Adrestia couldn't help but crack a mischievous smile as Seneca's hand was firmly within her grasp. "Oh, my apologies, Miss Lestrange," Addie chuckled playfully, "I must confess, I couldn't resist the temptation to sweep you away onto the dance floor. It seems I've been too focused on my mission tonight and lost track of the dance partners." she laughed, clearly joking.

Her eyes sparkled with a glint of amusement, and she continued, "And who would have thought that amidst all these gentlemen vying for your hand, it would be a woman who would seize the opportunity first!" Addie's remark was a subtle nod to their shared understanding of the social expectations that weighed heavily on unmarried women in this society, which even she, with no parents to concern themselves, was still very aware of.

With a graceful flourish, she released Seneca's hand. "Adrestia Dantés," she introduced herself with a slight inclination of her head, "And as for these gentlemen, well, they do have their charm, but I daresay, a dance with you would be much more enjoyable and stimulating,"