(http://i46.photobucket.com/albums/f142/capwilly1/Westinghouse/ElizabethKingston_Westonsmistress.jpg)<br/><br/><strong>Who:</strong>Elizabeth Kingston<br/><strong>Where:</strong>Lady Weston's Parlor-Weston Manor<br/><strong>With:</strong>Lord Victor Henshaw<br/><strong>When:</strong>About Noon<br/><strong>What:</strong>A Meeting<br/><br/><br/>Elizabeth shuttered as his voice echoed around the small day parlor, looking around herself she sighed, it was ghastly yet she couldn't make John change it. "Well it isn't my room Vic, I assure you if it were possible to have it redone I would have already done it." She walked further into the room as He turned towards her. He was a very handsome man, and smelled like fresh air, horses, and male.<br/><br/>Blinking she shrugged her shoulders. "You know I have tried, but Johnathan still thinks of this side of the house as the Lady's, even if she hasn't set foot in this manor more than ten minutes of the day."<br/><br/>She sat on the settee and gestured for him to sit. "Would you like something to drink? Or should we get right down to business, you know how much I hate pleasantries."<br/><br/>