[hr][hr][center][h1][b][i][color=E395B2]Colette de La Fontaine[/color][/i][/b][/h1][img]https://media2.giphy.com/media/alJBIiG3D5EZO/giphy.gif[/img][/center][hr][hr][center][color=E395B2][b]Location:[/b][/color] Port Annan
[color=E395B2][b]Skills:[/b][/color] Language -English[/center][hr]

Colette enjoyed the ride, such as it was. The countryside itself was beautiful, but then again, she enjoyed being outside in general. And she wasn’t on the ship anymore. Or lost in town. Now she had the goal in front of her. She was making progress. She had plenty of time to think of a plan. She wouldn’t lie, per se. She did have a message; it just wouldn’t be what Lord Rutherford expected. She could use what sway her family had to get an in, hopefully. And then find a way to get Millicent alone and express the real reason she was there. If all went well, she would be there to help Millicent.

They made decent time as they neared the house. She read the plaque to the best of her ability. This was the Kirkpatrick’s place. As she rode up, she saw two people laying on the lawn. One looked to be a butler that eyed them as they approached. Protocol taught her to get off her horse, so she swung herself over and patted the horse gently on the head for a job well done.

Then she faced the man. [color=E395B2]“Good day to you sir. I am sorry to trouble you. I have journeyed far to get here, and I am hoping I am in the right place. I have a message for Lord Rutherford and was told he and his party came this way. Pray tell me I have the right place?”[/color]