A middle-aged looking woman stood in a luxurious room, near one of the large windows with great scenery, looking at the horizon with an absentminded gaze.
She wasn't very beautiful, most would have described her as 'pretty' in her youth rather than a great beauty. Now, however, a few strands and thin patches of gray in her hair, as well as mild wrinkles on her face, gave her a kind of wizened grace and elegance.
However the expression in her eyes, and a trace left by tribulations of life gave her appearance a cold and even slightly callous impression.
A lady in waiting carefully came through the open archway serving as the room's door, hesitating to disturb the woman's quiet contemplation.
