Laethan took a beverage from the footman at the sideboard. "Well, they're gone, thankfully.” He went to stand next to Lady Isabel again, his partiality to the lady obvious to every man in the room. “Their carriage is returning them to Brynfeld as we speak. I apologize that you ladies had to suffer such vulgarity. I should have acted sooner."
"Let us start a new game." Alain collected the painted ivory balls from the pockets and placed them on the felt-covered slate. "I don't remember the score, because we were so shocked by the previous company."
"You do not remember the score because you were losing," Nate reminded him.
"But now we can include Glencairn," Laethan said. "So, will it be two teams of two, and one man sits out each game? Or we can play each man for himself?”
"Each man for
