starter for @patrick-swayzed
Grace ran her fingers through her hair and gazed at herself in the mirror, a new addition to her collection of paintings. She adjusted the pearls draped around her neck and smiled at herself, then started down the stairs into the main hallway.
She caught a glimpse of someone going towards the bar in the sitting room, and hurried just slightly to catch up with them. Grace brightened up when she saw it was Klaus, walking up to stand beside him.
“Hello, dear,” she hummed, tucking some hair behind her ear. “I had a question for you, if you don’t mind...”















