[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 could sense the tension after her question was asked. Truth be told, she did it to not only get an answer from the woman but to see if her perceptions were correct. There was more to this engagement than both of them led on. And that sickened her. Marriage should be equal parts in her opinion. However, more often than not, the woman got the short end of the deal. It seemed as though Millicent was destined for that path too. The woman remained as stoic as she could though, despite all that, and Colette had to give her credit.

[color=E395B2]"Your father owns a shipping business? That must have been interesting. I imagine you traveled? That is strange though, I wonder why your father's business would be passed along to Lord Rutherford. From the sound of it, you would be the ideal person to run things. But I imagine the laws of this land run similar to those back home and for that, I am sorry."[/color] 

Colette watched the woman carefully as she stood up, almost as if she was looking at the foliage around them, but also for something else. Her words told her that Millicent was being cautious and rightly so. One never knew when other ears were listening. Having been the type to enjoy eavesdropping herself, she could understand that. If this was a way for Millicent to say what she felt without letting too much out, Colette, hopefully, picked up on it. [color=E395B2]"Though I am new to all of this, I have always considered myself a good judge of character. I also pride myself on keeping secrets among trusted friends."[/color]