Date: 2013-01-27 02:47 am (UTC)
asthedrivensnow: (smug little smirk)
His reaction is a tad surprising, since she hasn't made any sort of effort at all today - and then it's pleasing, since she really hasn't made any sort of effort at all today.

Narcissa waves the other dresses away, and they sail obediently up the stairs and around the corner, back to her room. The green one - a gift from Bella she hasn't worn yet, worried that it might wash her out - remains, and she plucks it from the air to hang over her arm.

"Well, then. Follow me, if you would?"

There are two rooms in this manor that she considers herself comfortable in, and since they're not going to be painting in her bedroom, she leads him to the music room. A grand piano, great harp, and a chaise are carefully spaced in the large, well lit room, and Narcissa points to an open area.

"You can set up there whilst I change."
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