Leif was finally feeling the bubbling fire from the alcohol reach his mind when he spotted someone he'd rather not.. or rather, a certain set of someones, for his father was seen approaching Lady Valentina and her father. Leif lowered his brows, casting a brooding gaze their way as he drank down more of the mead, wishing it was stronger, before lowering the glass from his lips.
Remmis Arrant was a tall man, like his son, with a similar nose and jaw, though his hair was blonde, unlike his son's (which was dark as night), and he possessed a much lighter green colored eyes, his son taking on the dark green colored eyes of his mother. So, from their dissimilar appearance, Valentina might not have known that the man approaching was related to the man staring at her from the balcony. Though, they had a similar brow, if anything...
So as Remmis approached, he politely bowed to the pair of them.
"I am sorry it has taken so long for me to properly meet you, Lady Corrent. You see, I am the Duke of Castavar, and my son is Leif Arrant," he paused, adding, "Your betrothed, and he is here today to meet you though, I must apologize," he sighed, tiredly. "I shall have to figure out where." Then he noticed a few twigs in her hair and raised his brows questionably towards her father.