The Lady's Companion

The inside of Eleanor Andrews' mind was like a vast canvas. There were droplets of a warm coral pink whenever she thought of her late mother. Strong and solid navy blocks for her father. Bursts of light sunlight yellow when she thought of her one true friend. The focal point, however, was always blank. Blank like her future prospects, hopes, and dreams. Without money or high connections, she has no choice but to accept employment as Ladies companion to Dowager Duchess Catherine Drake, a young widow fresh out of mourning. Eleanor's canvas slowly begins to fill with passionate lavenders and vibrant crimsons - Catherine at it's center.