Victoria just rolled her eyes at Alistair, he was so possessive of his 'toys'. She didn't pay him any mind, he was after all not her type. She did love to tease and taunt him, leaving him in the dark, and rebuffing his actual advances towards her.<br/><br/>As Lady Ambrose began to kiss her, Victoria savored it, "Ah my dear friend, as vixen? you know me too well," She giggled. She nodded as Constance told Marcus that Victoria was pretty well "off limits" for any training he had in mind, although might just have a bit of fun with him down the line.<br/><br/>Countess Victoria watched as the new footman entering with the lovely slave. The foot man appealed much more to her, but of course the pretty slave would eventually serve a purpose for Victoria also. She watched silently as he moved about, seeing fleeting glances between the two. The looked<em>similar</em>, were they related somehow? Oh how delicious that would be!  She watched how he moved, Seating the Captain, ( a fine man himself), next to Lady Ambrose. There was something about him, he was<em>ignoring</em>her. As if he had noticed her and then was trying to keep his distance, perhaps being shy and coy with her. She would have to keep an eye on this one for sure.<br/><br/>Victoria sat quiet in thought of the offering of men that were seated at the table. How fortunate she was to be in such company. She did pout a little that no one chose to sit near her, but some men were indeed intimidated by her. A strong woman who knows what she wants amongst this lot was rare, but she was still 'part of the family'.  She would let the boys play with their toys, she needed a real man that could handle her.