Lord William stood, slowly, movement calculated to not betray any emotion. Gathering up papers that had formerly graced his lap as he had sat reading before being disturbed, he announced that he must put an end to Lord Darnely's all too gracious visit.
"I have business to attend to Robert," he remarked with a sigh of boredom. "And a rather pressing...engagement. One you surely could appreciate. That new courtesan... what is her name?"
As if preplanned, personal servant entered on cue.
"Milord, the carriage is about ready, and I have laid out your clothing. The green suit, did you not request?" Michaels relayed.
Sterling bowed to his guest.
"Later then Robert. Perhaps at the theater tonight?"
