<div class="floatright">(http://i46.photobucket.com/albums/f142/capwilly1/Westinghouse/Vivienne_avi.png)</div><br/><strong>Who:</strong>Duchess Vivienne Stuart<br/><strong>Where:</strong>Lady Windsor's sitting room<br/><strong>With:</strong>Lady Katherine Windsor<br/><strong>When:</strong>Noon<br/><strong>What:</strong>tea time and talking<br/><br/><br/>"Oh, you know I hate it so when you call me that, Katie." Vivienne grinned softly at the older woman, Katie wasn't that much older...it was only 7 years. Vivienne had just turned 20 years old and Katie was 27. She did like teasing her about it sometimes though. "I don't like to burst in on someone even when told that I can." She knew it was her house, but Vivienne liked giving people their privacy. She walked inside and took a seat in a chair while one of her maids came into set their tea in front of them. Vivienne smiled at the young woman. "Thank you." The maid beamed a little, as she always did when Vivienne thanked her, before nodding and making her way out of the room.<br/><br/>"Oh, a party sounds lovely. I do hope we're invited, as well as you. I haven't been to London many times. It always makes me miss Paris, it's not at all the same, but it is a large city." Vivienne had been working at her English, and while she still had that delightful French accent, it was better and easier for her to pronounce some words. "Well, I would hope they would realize that if I am not dead by now that it'd be safe to be around me." Vivienne laughed softly as she sipped at her tea.<br/><br/>"I don't know of any gossip, but there is something that's been weighing upon my mind and I need to tell someone I can trust. You have to promise not to tell anyone, it would cause quite the scandal and shed an unfavorable light upon my family.