Everyone is captivated as Lady Avalon enters,her midnight black cape flowing as if in slow motion. She removes the hood that drapes her fiery red hair...she listens....hushed whispers...unending questions arise in all their minds as to why such a gentlewoman would visit such a place so unworthy of someone like her......She busies herself with nothingness, while the wheel on her carriage is repaired... trying to ignore the stares, but alas she cant help but notice the stares and snickers. This delights her, stirs here...she savors the attention all the while knowing not a soul will dare to approach her...she stifles her giggles, remains regal and splendid as she is expected to be, but if they only knew how at home she felt there with them....so comforted and peaceful or how she leads such a life with the ways... that allows her the ability at will to enter into the fray whenever she wants to....She ventures forth to the notice and sees that it is in place as she had planned it to be..as she has planned everything......such a time will be had by all.........she can hardly contain her delight over what the near future will bring......