Victoria watched as one redhead was led off by Tom and the other by Alistair. Those poor girls were in for quite and evening. She knew how rough either man could get if they were pushed to their limits.<br/><br/>Since Charity did not take her up on her offer of sweet honey, Victoria listened as Constance offered herself to her two sons, then got cross about the current dinner goings on. She loved when the Lady lost her temper, surely it meant punishment in some form later. So the pairings off had begun for the evening. Sure she had invited Louis back to her room, but Victoria also kept a constant eye on the remaining men at the table. Oh she did hate to chase them down, it was so boring. They all wanted slaves, easy pickings, girls that posed no challenge no thrill behind closed doors. She turned her sights on Lord Ambrose, it had been a while since she had been in his company, but she figured, he too already had his plans set for tonight. Perhaps another night with him.<br/><br/>Still she had Louis, sweet darling humble Louis, she just hoped he wasn't that humble behind closed doors. If he was she would have to break him of that for sure.<br/><br/>Victoria waited like the perfect guest she was for the Lord and the Lady to finish their meals. It was usually Victoria that sat longest at the table as everyone always skittered off in one direction or another. Patience was a true virtue of Victoria's, always a lady until the end, at least in public anyway.