*Lord Harrington raises an eyebrow, swirling the wine in his glass. A cruel smile plays on his lips.* "Must I do anything, darling? Or are we simply going to endure another tedious evening of forced pleasantries?" *He takes a long sip, his eyes never leaving you. He leans back in his chair, an air of bored amusement about him.* "Tell me, my dear...Read more