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	Vera was very glad that people were starting to file out of her office, it had been far too crowded despite the large size of the room. Nodding towards those as they left before taking a deep breath and rubbing the back of her hand that Peter had kissed, her eyes slowly drifting over towards William before looking away quickly and her attention turning towards Nora. [color=f7976a]"Well perhaps we can get started now, what do you say?"[/color] she asked rather quickly, trying to take attention off the fact Peter had just made it clear there was more than just a family friendship going on to everyone in the bloody room before she could say any different. 

	Aziza smiled slightly as she followed the Lord Major and the Lord Captain out of the room and towards the barracks, her arm laced through Henry's as they strolled the short walk between the museum and their destination. She was enjoying the breath of fresh air but still worried that something might happen during the short distance. Thankfully whoever had attacked her during the show was not stirring anything up right then. Perhaps it was because she was walking with a larger group and there were two men in uniforms and several other men that were not surrounding her. It put her a bit at ease as they passed into the barracks. She had been there before to dance and make round as a guest. Nodding towards a few who she knew in passing but making it more than clear that she was none of their concern that evening, she had an escort and she wouldn't have had it any other way. Taking a seat she smoothed out her skirt and glanced around a bit as she pulled her shawl up around her shoulders more and crossed her ankles. 

	Peter laughed slightly as he took a seat and shrugged as he set his cane down across his lap. [color=82ca9d]"No, it is nothing salacious my dear uncle. And I do not mind. You seem comfortable enough around these folk to ask the question and there for I am to answer. Though I will state that I will not go into grave detail among civilian. Crown's orders,"[/color] he explained before thanking a servant as he was brought a tumbler of Scotch. 

	Taking a long sip from it and then lowering he ran his finger slowly over the rim of it as he relaxed back into his chair. Aziza turning her attention towards Peter to hear what he had to say. She had to admit she was interested to what was going on and why people were so shocked to see him. They kept speaking as if he had come back from the dead. Which was ridiculous, or maybe it wasn't considering the odd events she had witnessed first had that evening. 

	[color=82ca9d]"You see, my plane was shot down over Berlin. I was as good as dead, so I can understand why you would think I was as such. I was able to bring the plane down but the last bit of the flight was not pleasant and I was thrown from the cockpit. On to a jagged bit of steal from the remains of a building that had been bombed,"[/color] he explained and tapped the top of his cane. [color=82ca9d]"Hence the limp. I thought I was dead, but apparently the German's thought I was worth more alive. British Ace, in their hands. So oddly enough, I owe my life and in the same breath, your thought of its lacking to them."[/color]

	Taking another sip of his drink he stopped for a moment. Shaking his head he looked down at the amber fluid and downed the rest before ordering another. [color=82ca9d]"I was reported dead, as you know. I was in a POW camp these last years. Interrogated,"[/color] he said as he ran his finger along the line of scar on his jaw that ran from his ear and down, along his jawline to his chin. [color=82ca9d]"I won't go into detail on my escape, Crown's orders. But yeah, that's where I have been all this time but,"[/color] he said, shaking off the melancholy of his voice before looking over to his uncle. 

	[color=82ca9d]"I am here now and I plan to live a lot to make up these past years of my [i]unlife.[/i]"[/color]