That, more than anything, made her chuckle ruefully. One might think if she were, in a sense, following in her mother's footsteps her father would be more inclined toward happiness.

Alas.

"Some how I believe my uncle would agree with you," she admitted at last, licking a bead of wine from her lips. "But the proof is certain to be some time in coming." There was work to be done before such.

"Your words are kind though, thank you."