"Most of my brood is here," he said after a long moment of thought. Even with the little sip he took, he was still not looking well, There was something to be said about the way his eyes looked alone that was indicative of something wrong. The man was suffering at the moment, lines of sweat glistening on his forehead and cheeks. He sipped at his tea sluggishly. "She might be here. Some of her brothers aren't exactly known for being the smartest."

And then the butler said, "I'll round up the footmen and have them search the grounds, sir."

"Good, and don't worry about rounding up the brood until we know and the constable is here," the butler nodded and then moved cooly out of the room.