There was something about her voice, the curve of her lips, that struck a chord of familiarity within him. Gideon was tempted to inquire about her identity outright—but then, that was utterly against the nature of such an evening. Surely his curiosity could wait unti, the midnight unmasking?

"All the magic of the ball below," Gideon chuckled, "and you here, charmed instead by the sights of muggle London.Our hosts would be dismayed."