Anthony Devlin Smythe, Earl of Rumilian, eldest son of the Duke of Logout was a man that Iona could not fathom. Ostensibly, he had everything: breeding, money, education, connections, good looks, charisma and brains. He was an excellent athlete and swordsman, a charming poet, a faithful follower of the gods of Law and generally all round good egg. He also stood to inherit a large part of South East Albion. He was still in contact with his parents, neither of whom had been murdered in any unexpected or unpleasant way by Nachwerten or anyone else. He'd never had his heart broken and he wasn't in disgrace. He hadn't had a magical accident, upset a demon or taken against anybody, ever. He had this disarming way of treating everyone as his equal whilst impressing on them exactly how inferior th
