Pierre walked down the hallway and saw Solange standing with her ladies by the wall.
“The Lady Solange.” He said to her.
She stretched out her hand to him and he took it lightly and kissed it.
“Your grace prince Pierre.” She said looking at him.
Her ladies curtsied behind her.
“It is lovely seeing you once again your grace.” She told him as she fanned herself with her hand fan.
He really could not say the same so he smiled. “The pleasure is mine.”
“Why are you standing by this place?” He asked her. “Will you not perhaps seat? How long have you been standing here?”
“Perhaps twenty minutes.” She smiled. “I wished to take a look at this beautiful painting over here.”
He turned to look at the painting and saw it was a beautiful landscape painting.
That was not too bad. She admire
