Nathaniel, the cad that he was, kept himself thouroughly distracted by the pretty young maid.  She tried every time to dance out of his grasp but he still managed to be his sly self.  In fact, it was becoming quite the game.  Per chance the pretty thing would require some of his attentions.  His lewd thoughts were interrupted by the annoying , yet well placed kick to his shin.  He turned toward her instantly angry but his face softened upon looking into her large blue eyes.  Eyes that filled him with mirth to see glaring at him.  He found it near comical and resumed his laid back manner.<br/><br/>"Pay attention, brother.  You need not miss a thing.  I believe you should leave your plaything be before she decides to call you on it," Emily whispered. It wouldn't be the first time she had seen Nathaniel with soup in his lap.  Turning to Major Tyler, she put back the picture on the table before him.  She had as she always did fallen into the possible colors.  Colors that told her many things.  Sometimes unexplainable.  A wonder what these people would think if she told them she saw death in it.  She notice the growing conversation between the Lady Rowena and the Major.<br/><br/><em>Oh, my!  The lady actually wanted to attend the unveiling.</em>It would be awfully innappropriate and yet she felt a bit of jealousy.  She too wished to see what it was.  No matter.  She turned to the gentleman next to her who asked about some nonsense or other and demurely replied.  Still she could not hold it in.  "Lady Rowena?  Would you not be afeared of what horror you may see.  If it a mummy, then it would be the dried and desiccated remains of some long dead prince.  What nightmares one might have?"<br/><br/>"Emily Rose, I'm sure the Lady Rowena hath the fortitude unlike any other woman.  Shiver she may, but I see adventure in her eyes,"  Nathaniel gave her a smoldering look.  The kind that questioned a woman's chastity.  Emily gave him a sidelong glance and sighed.  A sigh he intentionally ignored.