In the melodious strains of music, Viscount Palmerston enjoyed a small reunion with his lover after a long separation.
But even when he wished to revel in a moment of leisure, it was almost impossible within the bustling walls of the Foreign Office.
Before the waltz had even finished, Under-Secretary Schneider knocked on the drawing-room door, gesturing urgently with the documents in his hand toward his superior.
"Your Excellency, there are some urgent documents that require your immediate attention."
Upon seeing this, Palmerston had no choice but to release Lady Liven's hand with an apologetic expression, "I apologize, my dear, we shall continue the rest at the salon in Almack's Club tonight."
Lady Liven seemed somewhat dissatisfied, "Henry, can't whatever it is be discussed here?"
Though the beauty was charming and adorable, Palmerston certainly hadn't forgotten just who she really was.
