"Mr McLaggen," she said as the tall, well built blond rose from the couch set orthogonally to Aurelia’s desk. "How nice to see you." She offered her hand to shake, but he raised it in one hand to brush his lips against her knuckles. "Minister, the pleasure is all mine. Shall we? I know you have a tight schedule." He sent over a cool look to Aurelia who seemed just as unenamoured of him as he was of her.