Tyler, still sitting comfortably sipping his wine, admired the many potential Mrs Tyler Harrington’s that graced him with their presence. He believed he had caught all their names but he know that it was still polite to ask should he be introduced or indeed introduce himself. They all seemed to float around the room unaware that he was watching them. Well at least that is what he believed.<br/><br/>As his eyes wondered, his focus shifted to the dark man. Who was he to be allowed in here with such… well he was a darkie wasn’t he. The Major had a good mind to take him by the scruff of the neck and toss him to the curb.<em>If only he could reach the man’s collar</em>, Tyler taught. My word the man was tall. After another sip, Tyler had made up his mind. He was going to have a polite word with the man and ask him to kindly leave his presence, so he did not have to look upon him again. At that Tyler sprang to attention and with careful negotiation he walked through the crowd in the direction of the man. He was but three yards from him when the dark man spotted him. His stare went straight through Tyler as if the man was looking at his soul.<br/><br/>In a panic as if his life was in danger, Tyler changed direction slightly and headed towards Lady Charlotte and Rupert. As he drew closer, he was sure that he recognised her. He was not sure from where but he was in no doubt that it would become clear in time. With a light cough, he attempted to gain her attention.