One evening. I attended a piano concerto written by Mozart and decided to meet him. My escort, Count Ludwig Steinmetz, was one of the most influential men in the city.
After the concert ended, I gazed into Ludwig's eyes. “Do you think it would be possible for me to meet Mozart?” I asked as I stroked his arm.
“Of course. I will speak to the Director of music. Please wait here.” A short time later he returned with a big grin on his face.
“There will be a reception next door. I made sure we would be among the first to meet him.” He proffered me his arm, and we went to the house next door to the recital hall.
After we entered the building, we walked into a large reception room. A cluster of people gathered at the far end. Ludwig marched straight through the crowd until we stood within ten feet of the young genius.
When the music master, Herr Metzenbaum, saw the Count, he led us forward.
“Count Ludwig Steinmetz, may I introduce Amadeus Mozart?”
“Your Excellency, a pleasure.” He made a slight bow to the count.
“I would like to introduce one of Vienna's most lovely women, my good friend, Nessa Harcanu.”
As Mozart's examined my body, he nodded ever so slightly. “You are quite lovely, Fräulein, Harcanu.”
“Thank you. I enjoyed your concert immensely.”
“Thank you,” he said and turned his attention to the Count.
I put my hand over my mouth to hide a smile. The young genius had an eye for women, but he had a bigger eye for potential benefactors.