Felix Caelus

When he steps inside, a moment is taken to survey the room, especially the array of weapons. But by the time she's closed the door, his eyes are on the family portrait. There's something curious about it, if he could just put his finger on what...

Ah, but first Amelia is owed a smile. "Well, in part I merely wanted to pay a social call. But I have to confess I was equally hoping to seek out your expertise - and to make good on my offer of a dance in exchange."