Lyons placed his napkin in his lap. "I am certain the Lad is terrified. Being a duke is a horrible position. The Lad has to be scared. I was hardly able to function when I became a Lord. Kate is comfortable in a palace or in a tavern. She is so much like her mother. Gets along with everyone. I can understand her making Dermot comfortable. He seemed relaxed and happy, when we left. Why not see were this friendship goes and he is able to escort who he wants. Kate could be an asset should he become duke. She finds fun in the most tedious of jobs. Lets put the kids aside. Tell me about Mystique?"<br/><br/>The waiter returns and pours Lyons a glass of wine. Lyons takes a whiff, swirls it in his wine glass, and take a sip. His cheeks pouch and he swallows. "Very good year Maurise."<br/><br/>"Thank you sir", as her pour Mystique a glass. "Would you like to order?"<br/><br/>"Mystique are you ready dear or need more time?"