[Honey]

The prattle of the women was stimulating, not at all what the marquess was used to hearing when he remained at the table with the men. They did not speak of political issues or their experiences in their bedchambers, but rather they enjoyed to share the gossip they gathered amongst the help or those who came to visit the manor. Making the decision that he wasn’t completely swayed to the women’s way of conversing, the marquess also determined that given time he would soon come to understand and participate with them as avidly as their seasoned members. Having fallen free of their conversation into his own thoughts, he was pulled back when words of the prince and his sudden exit were brought up in the lady’s conversations. Lending an ear, he turned his full attention to those leading the chatter. “It’s rather unfortunate that he left the table so early in the dinner, usually he at least sticks around long enough to offer a word or two to the conversation, but today he gave none.” “It truly is unfortunate. I only wish I knew why he decided to leave so early this evening, it was a very important dinner. He was expected to be there just as much as Lady Avery was. Don’t you agree?” He was provided with a glance or two from the dolled up girls, and realizing that he was expected to give a response he nodded. “Yes, I truly would have expected for him to stay, at least for this eve’s dinner, since it was one of importance to me. But what can a lady do?” Earning a handful of chuckles from a few of the ladies, the marquess allowed for a smile of both amusement and relief to cross his features as he realized his words were taken so easily.