Mister Acheson smiled as the author introduced himself. Gripping Garen's hand firmly, giving it two good shakes, [color=0072bc][i][b]"Indeed I do, though I must say, that is a bit of a weakness of my darling wife. I own several publishing companies, so she can get advanced copies of books before they are released to the public. She was particularly taken with your first book, saying your youthful ignorance mixed incredibly well with the horrors therein."[/b][/i][/color] He glanced over at Shinnston, who had been gathering up a few others that had expressed interest in a tour, [i][b][color=f7941d]"If you'll join us Mister Waldgrun."[/color][/b][/i] Mister Acheson politely excused himself, and joined his lovely wife on the dance floor. Shinnston, waited a moment, letting the tour group get acquainted for a moment. [color=f7941d][i][b]"Follow me please, and do stick with the group, wouldn't want anyone getting lost or hurt, would we?"[/b][/i][/color]

Shinnston led them from the main hall westward, down an expansive corridor, indicating they were entering the west wing. [color=f7941d][i][b]"This island was owned by the original Acheson's, as were all islands down the Ohio and Mississippi Rivers. They were the original settlers of these, as many natives tended to avoid them for a variety of cultural reasons. Isle Potestas has always been the home of the patriarch of the family. When the Revolutionary War was due to break out, the Acheson family used several of the islands to train men and women as spies for the Colonies. These spies were critical in the outcome of the war, however, shortly after, several of the Founding Fathers found it prudent to not have a bunch of trained spies amongst them with no enemy to fight. As such, the United States military marched on the islands, under the guise of natives, killing and slaughtering any they came across. My great-great-great-great-grandfather was one of the youngest spies in their employ at the time. He'd managed to find little baby Fredrick Acheson. He escaped with the only surviving member of the family, and fled across the sea to Europe. Since then, my family and the Acheson family have been working together to restore the family's wealth and honor, and have finally come home."[/b][/i][/color]

The tour led through the many lavish bedrooms, parlors, sitting rooms, before pausing in the absolutely massive library belonging to Mrs. Acheson. Shelves from floor to ceiling, and was bigger than the ballroom. Dark woods, comfortable seating, and a fire in the hearth. [b][i][color=f7941d]"Let us break for a moment, refreshments are available now."[/color][/i][/b] At that, a few servants came through with platters of finger foods and drink. [color=f7941d][i][b]"I can answer any questions you may have before we continue."[/b][/i][/color]

The man that had shared a carriage with Ada and Lorelei saw the lovelier of the two sisters looking lonely on the dance floor. He moved toward her, gently taking one of her hands in his, [color=39b54a][i][b]"Join me?"[/b][/i][/color] He definitely stuck out in his military garb, but he didn't mind. He was a good dancer, and she appeared to be a bit more relaxed than she'd seemed in the carriage. Smiling down at her, [b][i][color=39b54a]"I'm Kvist, and it is my pleasure to meet you again miss."[/color][/i][/b]

Jennings' eyes and smile appeared momentarily sad, before he quickly lit up as Lorelai spoke to him. [color=00a651][i][b]"Ah, well you definitely deserved every word. Are you enjoying... this, my dear Lorelai?"[/b][/i][/color] He downed his drink, turning to face her properly, [color=00a651][b][i]"Why aren't you dancing with one of these fine gentleman?"[/i][/b][/color] His smile never truly appeared genuine, and there was always a spot of sadness behind his eyes.

As the older woman and her young daughter joined them, Jennings once more greeted them, tiring of this parade. He'd been considering retiring lately, there just wasn't as much joy in it as he once thought, it never filled that hole in him. He exchanged a few pleasantries, before finally fed up of the atmosphere, [color=00a651][b][i]"Would you two ladies like a private tour, just me and you?" [/i][/b][/color]

As Erica, Denn, Odette, and Kest danced, one of the plainclothes security personnel, one of the newer guys, could be heard by Erica as he spoke into an earpiece. [color=ed1c24][b][i]"--Ell service has been cut? Hardline too? On my way."[/i][/b][/color] The tuxedo adorned man turned toward the back of the ballroom, and if Erica looked, she would be able to make out a few wires that had been cleverly hidden in the designs of the room ran to the door he entered. 

Meanwhile, a pair of young, very buxom servant women approached Gerald and Chester, [b][i][color=ec008c]"Why hello there."[/color][/i][/b] They had quite a variety of piercings and tattoos, and the look of predators in their eyes, [b][i][color=ec008c]"You two look bored, might we help? I'm Felicity and this is my sister Natasha."[/color][/i][/b]