[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 was familiar with family laws and it was always such a bother. Granted, her brother was older, so it made sense that her family's lineage would continue through him. Still, it seemed that if Millicent was capable, smart, and knew the business, regardless of her marriage to Lord Rutherford or not, she would be in charge. 

[color=E395B2]"I have not traveled as much. Apart from my training in China, I've only been to England and that was only a few times. Even so, I often stayed at home with my brother. It wasn't until later that I started exploring on my own."[/color] Colette remained as still as she could while Millicent sketched her. It gave her time to think.

More importantly, it gave her time to observe. She had her suspicions. Crying in the ladies room. The worried glances. The tense air in whatever room. Now, the lighting struck her skin perfectly. The marks left unsaid. It was all too common. She had seen them before and was hushed. [color=E395B2]"I believe I am a judge of good character. The only one I trust fully here is yourself and I believe I am not wrong. Lord Eagerton and Lord Rutherford are similar, I have gathered as much. And I do not plan to spend any more time than is decently necessary with either. For what it is worth, mademoiselle, you have my sympathy and my word. Both of which I do not give lightly."[/color]

Colette looked at Millicent, sketch be damned. She wanted the woman's eye contact. Wanted her to know and see for herself that despite her circumstances, despite BOTH of their circumstances, she had an ally. [color=E395B2]"I was right about you. You are strong."[/color]