George seemed genuinely seemed with her praise, smiling broadly at her. “I am very glad you like it, Miss Hamilton. I want this building to be the pride of Kensington. I hope to have a school and a library built in the same style- something grand and beautiful to match the atmosphere of Kensington.” He said to her, inclining his head in thanks, feeling now a little shy in front of the young lady. She was very polite, certainly, and very beautiful, and he felt more at ease speaking to her than he did to the vampire.
“I think my dear friend is worried that I shall never marry, and as Lady Rumianova knew my father, she wants to ensure I don't ignore his wishes. I am afraid neither my father, nor Lady Rumianova, seem to appriciate how busy I am." He laughed gently, embarrased about saying such things, and gestured to one of the butlers, brought from his own home, who carried the trays of wine. "Can I offer you some refreshment, Miss Hamilton?"