The portal opened quickly, and the Count of Biverlow Mews stumbled through it into Dominic's office, as he had been walking when the portal appeared in front of him.
"Ah, my apologies, Count Mews. I am Dominic Wavemates, Duke of Wistover. There has been a small incident with your daughter and one of the servants assigned to her. So, we were sending your man back home, along with a letter of explanation."
The Count quickly straightened. "Your Grace, it's a pleasure to meet you. Thank you for hosting such a grand event, finding a suitable match for younger daughters has become increasingly difficult in recent years."
"It's my pleasure. The event has become quite a spectacle, and I am told that we have even more arrivals coming, thanks to the extreme weather near the Dagos borders.
I trust that the weather in Biverlow Mews has been tolerable?"
It was a coastal County in the south, it should be fairly warm and dry this time of year.
