[hr][hr][center][h1][b][i][color=E395B2]Colette de La Fontaine[/color][/i][/b][/h1][img]https://i.imgur.com/RWOU4JY.png[/img][/center][hr][hr][center][color=E395B2][b]Location:[/b][/color] Heaton Hall, Ladies Room; Manchester, England
[color=E395B2][b]Skills:[/b][/color] Language -English, House, Court Ettiquette[/center][hr]

Colette followed suit into an elegant room that could easily sit everyone within the party. She was unsure of the food she saw, but it was an impressive display none the less. Before she could retort Lord Rutherford's comment, she was addressed by another man. The man was Lord Thomas Egerton. Colette had briefly heard of him before her trip, but more so after she arrived (she was invited here, after all). Bits and pieces of gossip, both good and bad.

She curtsied and inclined her head, [color=E395B2]"A pleasure, Lord Egerton. Thank you very much for the invite. My father sends his regards."[/color] She was not sure of that fact, but it sounded nice enough and she was sure her father knew Lord Egerton by association if anything. She accepted the arm of Lord Egerton, if only to step away from Lord Rutherford. Since their first meeting, she had an off feeling of the man, especially his interaction with Millicent, who was supposed to be his beloved. Call it fantasy, call it romanticism, but they did not behave as lovers did in her eyes. Hopefully, once dinner was finished, she may be able to get Millicent alone to discuss further, if she was capable.

Until then, she had a room full of people to please.