“And there our paths diverge. Unlike you, sir, I fear that
it is quite impossible to ever tire of salt water. Indeed, I
would be happy to live out the rest of my years upon a
rolling wave.” Her head bowed toward him in greeting.
“My father has christened me Una Victoria Genevieve
Naux, but until we are more familiar you would do well
to refer to me only by family name. No amount of crafty
words may accelerate basic social etiquette.”
“Miss Naux, then. I am humbled to make your acquaintance."
His hand reached for hers, delicate fingers brushing against her
palm for a moment while his thumb caressed her knuckles. With
a bow, he kissed her hand. "Now is this, Miss Naux, some basic
social etiquette that you might also accept?"
