Lady Aravis gazed out her window, utterly forlorn as she surveyed the landscape before her. Certainly, she was to inherit riches beyond her wildest dreams, but what good was that when she was so miserable? There was only one thing that made her happy, one speck of joy in her life torn asunder.

She wiped a tear away with one silk-gloved hand, adjusting the tiny veil attached to her hat.

Yes, she needed a hat indoors.

[for her PARAMOUR]