Lady Rowena Ashwin stood with her guests knowing well enough that she was the star the reason for there invitation, while her aunt would of suggested otherwise Rowena knew the curiosity others often had for her and the rumours that circulated about her and her father.  She was never quite sure why she was invited however, although she always suspected it was mostly due to her relation to her father and her supposed talents.  She tried not to think about the idea of the possibility of it being that she could be matched of and married to some gentleman who had his eyes on her fortune and the possibility of a noble heir.<br/><br/>Rowena glanced about the room considering each of the guests as they entered, Rowena was never entirely sure of it she should approach others or let them approach her.  Of course the rules of etiquette made such things interesting and difficult, since it was wrong to approach one of higher station without introduction. There where few who could really claim such over Rowena's family of course but she did sometimes find it amusing that people would hover and await an introduction, sometimes she found it positively infuriating.<br/><br/>Her Aunt had other things in mind for the event of course to her it was one of the social events of the year and yet another opportunity to try find a match for her departed sisters daughter. She was never happy with Rowena's course in life and dismayed with her fathers influence on her, with little need to meddle in her own children's affairs any more she now made Rowena her “project”.  She hoped perhaps that Rowena would do the decent thing and settle down soon.<br/><br/>Rowena turned to her Aunt before glancing back to her footman and Barnabas giving them silent sign that she meant to mingle.  Her Aunt stepped forward with her and Barnabas stood still with the footman gazing silently on at his ward.  Barnabas was indeed a curiosity and as much a source of rumour than Rowena's supposed talents, covered from head to toe there was much speculation about what was hidden and who he was.  Although he was clearly no common man and it was easy to see he had some deep military experience and astounding discipline, even beneath his gentleman's clothes it was easy to make out the bulge and ripple of his muscles.<br/><br/>There where many of the guests that Rowena wished to speak with but she felt it best to begin with the host and to thank them for the invitation, and so she made her way with her aunt as companion offering polite nods to any who she passed or who caught her attention.  She approached Lord William Winterstone with a confident and graceful pace bowing her head slightly to him and curtsying awaiting he acknowledgement before speaking.  Rowena was dressed in much finery although her outfit was modest and black as the night, the jewels and embroidery that adorned it stood out like stars in the night. She wore not a wig this evening as she often did showing of her natural brown hair which was expertly styled and held in place by a lavish display of Victorian jewellery.<br/><em><br/>“Lord Winterstone, I thank you for you hospitality and invitation to your fine home. Both I and my aunt are honoured to be guests in your home,  I hope that the evening goes well for you, I look forward to hearing of your discoveries my Father would have been most interested, alas he is usually too busy with his own discoveries or affairs to attend such events.  Will Lady Winterstone not be joining us this evening ? I had hopped to make her acquaintance once more please do give her my blessings.”    </em>