Twelfth Night [jan 5th 9 PM, impassable]

[James Winchester]

James was very pleased when Kiara said that she would be in London and would dance with him at the ball. That would be something to look forward to over the recess.

"I have a passing familiarity with London, I know Chelsea better." James admitted. Kiara looked coy for a moment, but the wicked smile on her lips belied that, and with such a cue James could hardly miss the double entendre in her words.

She was definately forthwrite, and though James enjoyed her attention despite being slightly bemused by it, he felt he should draw the line. "I would enjoy your company in exploring London, my Lady. To take the time to grow familiar," with it and with you, "if your husband would not object." Although realising that many were far more risque in word than in deed, he would not create a scandel for her, or for himself.

Kiara didn't strike him as the type to naively attract gossip, but he felt that the current proposal was skirting dangerously close to something gossip-worthy, and the last thing he wanted was for the Baron to be angry with Kiara for sharing his company, should word get back to him. He was presumably here somewhere, and would be at London.

[Kiara Saraid Sugrue]

James's words confused Kiara for a moment. There was no husband to object to anything she did... Her face lit up with understanding when she figured it out. "Oh, there isn'a a husband Doctor James." She rested her hand on his arm comfortingly. "My poor laird passed away over three years ago." She schooled her features into a suitably somber expression.

"I do thank you for being concerned about my reputation." It was sweet and unexpected. "But I've been tucked away for long enough. A lass can only take so much seclusion." She lowered her hand, brushing it down his arm seemingly accidentally.

[James Winchester]

"I am sorry for your loss, my Lady." James said gravely, realising he'd put his foot in it. But that made far more sense, if Kiara was widowed she was free to seek whatever company she chose, and largely do as she chose, and he needn't worry so much. And she seemed to be past mourning. Her touch on his arm turned his mind from worry anyway.

"Of course I am concerned for a lady's reputation." James said softly. "I would do nothing to besmirch yours, t'would be poor payment for such pleasant company. But if it would please you I would be delighted to explore London with you." He told her.

"I shall likely be in Chelsea by the end of February. If you let me know when you arrive in London, we could arrange to meet." He suggested. He didn't know where she would be staying, so that might be easiest. He was generally easy to find. As her hand brushed his arm he reached out impulsively to catch it, and raised her slender fingers to his lips. "If you have been in seclusion for so long my Lady, we shall have to see what may be done about getting you out in the open air." He said softly. "Do you ride?"

[Fluff]

OOC: Ladies and gentleman. As of today all recesses have been approved as far as I know (and if not please PM me or remind us in your compendium). Therefore I must ask you to wind down this thread and move to the next season if you haven't already

[Kiara Saraid Sugrue]

"I was planning on arriving in London sometime in the early part of March." Kiara planned on waiting until the official mourning period was over. She was sorry the Queen had passed, but had no inclination to stay and go through the reserved attitude imposed on Society. But she wasn't going to tell this Englishman that.

"Do I ride?" She repeated James's question. "I do, but most of my riding lately has been confined to the estate." She shook her head slightly, her expression unusually somber. "As much as I love my home, it would be wonderful to see new sights."