"Oi, I'm loads classier than Duke," Myron replied, with a slightly self deprecating smile. It wasn't entirely true, he was sure. He'd had plenty of moments of his own, but he liked to think the majority of the more embarrassing ones had happened in private. Maybe.
That made more sense, even if the idea of kid wandering around the Palace made his head hurt. Merlin, it was a wonder she'd turned out halfway normal, no matter as well balanced as he was starting to think she might be. Myron watched Savannah's profile carefully as she spoke about her Mum and her team, finally giving her arm a sympathetic squeeze where it was still linked with his.
"Sorry," he said quietly. "That must be rough. Maybe some of them will arrive here though, eh?" Myron had no idea how this stuff worked, but he was sensitive enough to know that there must be a lot of people missing.