"who do you suppose lady whistledown is? clearly someone with a lot of time on their hands..." she adjusts a bracelet on her wrist. she was a little pleased that some of the drama was away from her family- but she knew that could change. "i am sure, all they write is lies. i don't believe anything they have to say."
Eoin hadn't thought much of the identity of the column writer when it had been placed alongside the paper that was always so diligently placed in his study. It had seemed reckless, not to mention odious. Gossip was one thing, but the scandal sheet seemed different somehow, and it had irked something within him. "If any of it is true, it no doubt will cause quite the stir." He said quietly, shaking his head slightly. "You would be best to stay far away from such things, no doubt the author is just off their chump."
