What was happening? The air seemed to have taken on a dreamy quality, shimmering slightly as she found her footing and parted from the man who had come to her rescue. For someone like Edelweiss who always seemed to be overstimulated by the sounds and smells and colors swirling all around her, it was difficult for her to focus sometimes, especially at parties. But everything about this man’s countenance seemed to have her locked in on him and him alone.

It was a peculiar feeling, one that slightly set Edelweiss on edge as she observed him sketching a polite bow.

“Edelweiss Prewett,” She replied, dipping a curtsey in return. “Thank you, in any case, for helping me avoid a disaster.”