Davies picked up a glass of wine and swirled it around as he moved to a more inconspicuous area of the hall.
He maintained a low key appearance and spoke to no one as he moved until he arrived at a corner of the hall where there was no one to disturb him.
He was very thankful that this hadn't been the kind of banquet where one's name was shouted out upon their entry, otherwise he would be swamped with annoying idiots trying to come in contact for various reasons, some weirder than the other.
Of course, with a face like his, he still turned heads and he wasn't completely inconspicuous in the corner he had chosen to stay, especially since he wasn't recognizable among the people in Yorkshire who were influential enough to be invited to the birthday banquet of someone like the head of the Lecroy family, more especially as he was very young.
