Owain
Lord High Grand Commander Esq.
The duchess had given her blessing and instructions on how to reach the library from her. Most accommodating. It worried Owain, though he couldn't quite place why. She was an ally of Feena Mason, and both women despised him, for some perceived reasons which only made sense in their own minds. But today was about Felicity, so he swallowed his distaste and offered her his arm as they left, heading for the library.
"No. I think she's exactly like your mother - plotting something," he bluntly stated once they put some distance between themselves and the hostess. "And hah, you're already a beauty yourself," he offhandedly added without thinking. He blushed and quickly coughed into his hand.
[member="Felicity Mason"]
"No. I think she's exactly like your mother - plotting something," he bluntly stated once they put some distance between themselves and the hostess. "And hah, you're already a beauty yourself," he offhandedly added without thinking. He blushed and quickly coughed into his hand.
[member="Felicity Mason"]