it had been a long time since he'd had the pleasure of setting his eyes on one miss katherine bhatt. too long, even though it couldn't have been helped. he'd written letters, but rarely found the opportunity to send them and didn't want to risk someone in the household reading them if left in their care. besides, it seemed, that miss bhatt was difficult to get ahold of in general. he had half the mind to think she was avoiding him intentionally; fortunately, percy had quite the solution. an invite to each of her charges for a night in his personal theatre box, with the promise of a few eligible bachelors and introductions. it was a cruel trap, laid with the greatest of baits, but percy swore to himself that this would be the last time he bothered her if she told him to leave her alone. so here he sat, in the richly decorated red and gold box. it was awhile until show time, but it was customary to arrive early to a show to insure an ample opportunity to socialize. he'd spared no expense in his clothing, a dark grey velvet tailcoat draping his shoulders and a silk waistcoat, all intended to impress that the hanover coffers were far from empty. percy stood as soon as he heard familiar voices in the doorway. @cfsvnlight
