"No matter, my dear." Sergius murmured as he took a glass of wine and passed it over to her, "You will be glad to hear we will not have to worry about our lady hostess. She has taken to bed with some sort of sudden sickness." He explained in a low voice, "No doubt Lord Hurst will be glad of the freedom." He added, taking a swallow from his own glass, before turning to look her over and smile. "Madame Da La Mort, you do look most beautiful tonight. The outfit suits you."