Tobias fastened the necklace carefully, before stepping away to admire it. "Beautiful, my lady. Simply beautiful." He smiled at her, moving back to finish off his cup of tea. "I hope you wouldn't find me rude, Lady Patience, if I asked for another cup?" He asked hopefully.
"Now now, Patience, Abigail is a very nice young lady and you should know better than to speak ill of her. She gets along very well with your brother, and he enjoys her company. I think, without upsetting either too much, she would be the most likely candidate." He taps her nose with one finger, "As for you, who shall we marry you off to, Lady Patience?"