Louise walks through Hofburg corridors followed by three ladies in waiting. She forgot how big Hofburg is, but memories slowly returns. Louise heads towards nord salon. She takes turn after turn, never question it. Louise hears breath of her companions.
Louise's pink gown almost touches the ground, diamonds at her diadem catches the lost sun rays. She finally see wooden door she looked for. Louise opens them and enters followed by her ladies.
Louise abruptly stops. Inside is young Schmerling. His eyes widen, he looks shocked, before composing himself. Could she have made a mistake, she wonders, and have entered the wrong salon? She quickly glances over shoulder on her companions. Their expressions are neutral. Louise presses her lips to thin line and focuse her attention on him. "Herr vous?"
