“A dream?” He grinned as a blush filled his cheeks and he shook his head, “I wouldn’t say I’m a dream, but with as many younger sisters as I have…I have practiced well.” He kept her close, out of habit and out of protection, as with all that he kept close he made sure that they were not to be lost.

“I don’t think I’m still invited to that one,” He admitted about the charity ball, “ Though my mother would not be far from Lady McKenna. She is her house manager and closest friend, I am sure between the two of them they would have liked to see me there.’

‘I take it your brother is much the same then? That is why you are here?”