Sir Elder River Weld, Duke of the territory and one of three dukes in the empire Onyx Holm. Middle aged but lean, not indulgent but he clearly had a stack of very fancy desert boxes on the edge of his desk that looked empty.
"Duke Elder River Weld, Countess Tiffaney Rosewood." Since it was official, the heir Dyne bowed since her uniform wasn't fit to curtsy in. While it would be inappropriate in most cases, this was a noble meeting another noble of higher status, and the gesture of respect was more important than the gender of the two.
