It was in front of Icelyn Sylvia Azure's late mother's large portrait that they were sitting. The portrait was exactly in the middle of the library and so huge that the frame of it covered the whole side of the wall. Bookshelves were across from them, as the two young ladies sat on small library chairs, a high raised circular study table between them.
It was hilarious how they came here to visit the portrait of the late duchess but somehow ended up talking about something else whilst being in front of it. But none of them cared to take a glance at the exquisitely painted canvas, which was right above them. The tension brewed heavily, as Nilana spoke. Explained. Opened herself and placed it right onto the table. All while, Sylvia's face was quite unreadable, and stoic. But as the past events rolled out of the strawberry blonde haired lady's mouth, the young lady of the Azure house's facial expression softened.
