The Chesters were by no means a powerful family, but they had achieved enough standing to think they would be able to fit in in this city, with the powerful families present. When Lord Lavelle gave a slight bend, Lawerence felt it appropriate to give another, deeper bow. "Oh yes, Forgive me. Lawerence Chester. First son of Robert and Elizabeth Chester. They apologize for their absence, but the ball happens to fall on their anniversary. They returned to the city where they met for the weekend."<br/><br/>When he rose again he looked among those present and gave a soft shrug. "Some might ask for more privacy, but my intentions are pure. There is nothing to say that I am not willing to say in the presence of others." He gave a slight pause to nod a greeting to the others present. "I wanted to discuss, your daughter. The lovely Miranda. I would like to pursue a realtionship with her."<br/><br/>