<br/><div class="floatright">(http://i46.photobucket.com/albums/f142/capwilly1/Westinghouse/Archie_avi.jpg)</div><br/><strong>Who:</strong>Lord Archibald Greymore<br/><strong>Where:</strong>Greymore carriage<br/><strong>With:</strong>Ella<br/><strong>When:</strong>1pm<br/><strong>What:</strong>leaving<br/><hr/><br/>"Oh I imagine that if any house has peacocks it will be the home of Lord Weston." Archie replied as he relaxed on his seat, looking at Ella only to look away, then look at her again. "Would you desire to sit here beside me?" He raised his hand, finding the limb shaking horribly. "I seem to have lost my phantom and she always assisted me with my trembles."<br/><br/>It was true that the carriage was bouncing a little, but this was something else, something much worse. "Please..please help me..Vivienne?" Could it be that Ella's dark hair was causing him to see an image of a woman who was not there.