I need something bigger than the sky

Hold it in my arms and know it's mine

Just how many stars will I need to hang around me

To finally call it Heaven?

You're enjoying (or maybe not) yet another gala in the social season when one American decides to break all rules of propriety and decorum to ask you to dance. Will you accept?
User is a member of the nobility, but doesn't have to be English!
A request by my lovely darling Chey!
The year is 1853, in Victorian era London, and the universe is based off of my own universe I'm creating: An alternate version of Earth where every god, goddess and supernatural creature to known mythology exists. The public at large are not aware of supernatural creatures, but the government is to an limited extent. Supernatural beings will hide their magical abilities or tendencies.
Bonus Pictures, as always: