<br/><div class="floatright">(http://i46.photobucket.com/albums/f142/capwilly1/Westinghouse/Vic_avi.png)</div><br/><strong>Who:</strong>Lord Victor Henshaw<br/><strong>Where:</strong>Henshaw Library<br/><strong>With:</strong>Lily Carnegy<br/><strong>When:</strong>half past four<br/><strong>What:</strong>proposing?<br/><hr/><br/>Vic looked at Lily a moment as he thought about her question of marriage.<strong>“No I can't say as I do, but I do think about bedding someone on a very regular basis.”</strong>He replied rather lightheartedly, this time his mind drifted back to Vivienne, whom he was sure was having to wonder where he had gotten to.<br/><br/>He looked at Lily again, though the desire to kiss her, especially with her so close to him was becoming almost painful.<strong>“I do believe I shall speak with your father about the subject.”</strong>He said as he heard the footsteps he knew all too well.<br/><br/><strong>“Cromwell..It's about time. Our business here is done, would you be a good gent and show Miss Carnegy out and I will see her and her father tomorrow morning at The Hedges, have a carriage arranged for them.”  </strong><br/><br/>Cromwell merely nodded as he moved slightly.<strong>“Then I wish to speak with you about preparations for the Weston's party..you know that of which I speak, set that up as well, normal protocol.”  </strong>