"Well..." muttered Hale to Lt. Greenson, spotting Lafiel's distinctive blonde hair over the heads of the crowd. "I suppose we'd better go and say hello to the hostess."
"Right you are Admi- David."
The two weaved their way through the assorted nobles and doubtlessly important people, towards where Lord Canning and Lafiel were talking.
"Evening Miss Tarrant. Fine party you've got going on here, and a few familiar faces to boot. Good to see you... It's been a while."
Jasmine Greenson stood slightly behind the admiral looking a little intimidated and attempted a smile.
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