Darlene, Joanna, Eadgar, Peter
Despite her misunderstanding of Angelina's relationship to Peter, to which she provided appropriately apologetic smile, Darlene found that the Italian man was particularly pleasant company. There was something about him, his manner perhaps, that struck her as being entirely capable. She decided her husband would surely like him, which was the highest compliment (in her mind).
"I would be delighted to, why it's quite natural that she craves freedom from her chaperones, why even till this day I find a secret joy in going shopping all by myself." she accepted the responsibility as he gracefully placed it upon her shoulders, with scant idea that it might be any real challenge. Perhaps wrongly Darlene supposed that being a catholic, Angelina would be a conservative woman, who's greatest daring might be to choose an English soap over an Italian one when they went to the baths later that day.
Her eyes located Angelina, as he pointed her out. Though her attention became distracted as, "Look, there is Lady Neuville!" she waved, yet not in time to beckon her friend to join them in their carriage. What a shame. Though disappointment did not rest upon her face, as she then saw Major Charles, and was happy to call her cheery greeting to his finely uniformed form.
Settling back into her seat then, she turned with contentment to her company. As the group came to ease with each other she chuckled, "Gentlemen, please." With her naturally flirtatious manner she chided softly, "Lady Joanna and I already know the truth of it. Neither of you ride horses, because you hoped for more charming company. I have never met a horse that lifted my spirits to laughter. I have naught but commendations for your choice... and perhaps, a little pity even, for all the poor fellows who opted otherwise." Eadgar was then gifted the lady's smile, and she added to his comment, "Spectating is awfully important too, I dare say we shall be the very best audience. Why, it is like we are in a moving box seat, and the theatre is all of the park, and our fellow nobles on horseback are the players in the play. Why, look how already they are prancing their horses around, flirting for our attention. I think they are all getting ready for the curtain to open."
Bright of eyes she looked towards the mounted people, and with a gasp reached to clasp Joanna's hand, "Darling, oh you ought see, I shall describe it! But Master Graas just arrived, and is wearing grey, that is nothing different, he always does. But, his gloves, are trimmed with fur. I think it's wolf fur! What a statement, he always is rather the dare devil." she exhaled upon gazing at said man. Kane had always set her heart to beat a little quicker, although their relationship was never more than platonic.
Already Darlene begun to enjoy the hunt, as she realised she might stand as commentator for it. Alas, the viscountess did like the sound of her own voice. The carriage lurched into motion, and needlessly, Darlene told Joanna, "Oh. We've started moving now!"