You return home after the ball, after the people you have met and the time you have had, you find that you are rather tired and so you get into bed and find yourself quickly asleep.
The next morning, you wake and dress and return downstairs to speak with your brother. He is a good man and a good brother, you could never say anything other than that of him, but he was certainly not a good Lord. He had no idea what he was to do as head of the family and that was quite clear. It was good that you were smart enough to take charge of your own marriage and future. "Andrew, how is everything?"
"Everything is just fine, dear sister. No callers as of yet but that does not mean anything. It shall all be fine. I am sure of it." Your brother yawns as he presses his body back against the settee, stretching his arms above him so that he might relax once again. "Anyway..." He mutters. "Is there anyone that particularly took your fancy, (Y/N)?"
What do you say?
Anthony - 12
Benedict - 13
Colin - 14
No one - 15