Thorne was also under certain obligation to show up to this blasted event thanks to his father's influence. He knew that he had to be careful in who he chose to dance with. Were the Carringtons still in mourning? Surly not. He hoped so even still, for they were an annoying lot. Why, the middle daughter was a clingy and overbearing young miss and he had wanted nothing to do with her. He'd yet to send the invitation to the chit, but now he couldn't help but wonder who of the Carringtons would show their wretched faces in such a party. He looked for a girl to dance with before someone could spot him and foist conversation upon him.