The servers came back in and prepared another bath. Caoro walked in and undressed. "I need to tell you about the ball, it has a ton of strange rules." She got into the bath and felt great. "You can come in and sit on the bench, you won't see anything I swear."
Caoro felt a bit uncomfortable but she handled it well. "You're going to have to dance, a toast will be held and you will have to rise your cup and say a few words in french. Since I am your date you have to leave the ball with me and you will be talking with my father a lot."
Guy cleared his throat before putting his head high and sitting straight.
"I must say thought I may be a simple sailor and a lower classed man that I am proud to say that the french are the by far the best people I have ever meet, and that's saying alot" he said in a stereotypical Elizabethan era noble's voice .
Guy sarcastially bowed and almost fell into the bath, he looked around, the 2 younger girls would be all over this if they saw, but they were probably being chatted up by the french perverts.