[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] Gretna Green - Church
[color=E395B2][b]Skills:[/b][/color] Language -English[/center][hr]

Colette rested herself against the carriage seat as they began to move again. Her anticipation growing now as they moved onward. Soon, they had reached their destination. Maeve offered her exit first and Colette got out, allowing herself a moment to stretch her legs. She glanced around, admiring the sights. Gretna Green was beautiful, in its own way. Though she vastly preferred cities with life, she could see herself as she got older, with a husband and children, moving to a peaceful countryside town and living there. 

But that would have to wait. Years most likely. And she had other matters to attend to, such as when Maeve pointed out someone. And Colette finally saw Millicent. She recognized her instantly. Maeve was already walking towards them and Colette followed shortly after, reaching them as they entered the church. Unconcerned with any weapons shown (she had her own in the folds of her dress), she came upon Millicent as she stood next to Maeve. [color=E395B2]”Lady Millicent, it is good to see you again. I had help getting here, as you can see and there is much to discuss. Where is Lord Rutherford?”[/color] She glanced around, not seeing the man. Instead, she saw a few others she recognized. Wondering why they were here.

Before introductions could begin proper, she heard a guttural, animalistic noise. She noted Millicent reaching for her sword. [color=E395B2]”What was that?”[/color] It was unlike anything she had heard before. She reached for her own weapon. This trip has been adventurous thus far.