Tehr nodded his head, trying to give his focus to the lovely matrons of the house while still paying attention to the drama unfolding on the other side of the room.  His anger rose towards the young man in question and he swallowed it down, this was not the place to let his calm demeanor break.  Yes, Rosalyn could take care of herself, yes Lord Forgefist was standing up for her, but he wanted nothing more than to summon a swarm of stinging wasps about that rude man's head.  Smiling at the fact that his sister was approaching, he saw his opportunity to break away for a few minutes while the current waltz played.<br/><br/><strong>"Lovely ladies d'Saari,"</strong>he announced as Christina approached,<strong>"I'm lucky enough to be in attendance with two beautiful, powerful, and wise women tonight.  Among them a woman I have loved for most of my life, may I please present to you my sister, Lady Christina Maria d'Montacello d'Wynt."</strong>He waited for the introductions to be made and then said,<strong> "Remember her face ladies, she might be running house Wynt some day, much the way our mother does now.  I'll let you women get acquainted, it seems my other escort for this evening has just experienced some discomfort, and I would be no gentleman if I did not check up on her.  I shall meet back up with you in a few minutes and we shall have that discussion."</strong><br/><br/>Bowing to them he disengaged and made his way to Rosalyn and Lord Forgefist,<strong>"M'Lord, you have the noble habit of always being present when one of the women in my company is offended by some boor.  I shall have to pay back this debt of gratitude in the near future.  Hopefully you and I have time to talk tonight, when we are both free."</strong>Then turning to Rosalyn he bowed his head slightly, "I am sorry m'lady that you were forced to deal with one of the ruder members of my species and gender."  In truth he hoped it drove home the point about how 'safe' Hewthorne Hall was for her.  While he lusted after her, he never wanted to make her feel uncomfortable or unsafe, nor did he want to cause her to feel pain.  But these boorish reminders of how rude some men could be would hopefully only continue to drive home the point of his honorable intentions.<strong> "As you know m'lady, I need to discuss an important buisness matter with the matrons d'Saari.  One that could have far reaching effects on many noble houses, including your own,"</strong>Then turning to Lord Forgefist he added,<strong> "and possibly yours m'lord, but that's a matter that needs to be discussed when I have the proper time.  Assuming you are looking for a new and possibly very lucrative venture of course."</strong>Then back to Rosalyn,<strong>"But if you feel unsafe, or if you wish it, I shall blow off the rest of this soiree and escort you back home to Hewthorne hall."</strong><br/><br/>When he'd started to offer it, he had thought he was saying it to offer her comfort.  But as the words left his lips he realized how absolutely genuine they were.  He would blow off the matrons, risk the deal he had been working on for the trading company, chance upsetting and angering them, if Rosalyn desired to leave.  He realized that her comfort and happiness meant more to him then the potential, then the possible gains.  It was a realization that should have shocked him, but for some reason didn't.  If however she did not want to leave he would offer to let her stay by his side, even if it was uncomfortable for the matrons.  Or if she wished to stay in the main party, he would again return to the matrons and move to a private room to discuss the future of their houses.  If Christina wished to join, she too was welcome.  He knew it might make the matrons uncomfortable, but he would trade their discomfort to save his sister or the elf maid any.  Besides, it might show how much he valued strong women in his house.