Brooke wouldn't be surprised. Between Jason Wyngarde, Regan Wyngarde, and Martinique Wyngarde, there would be much in the papers about her family.

She smiled down at him - that polite society smile that she did so well - and allowed Jerrard to kiss her hand. "Mr. Prideaux," she inclined her head. "You have an interest in ancient weaponry? Or are you just a patron of the arts?"