Elia looked up from her book as Isobel entered. Lilac and silver? She smiled graciously. The girl had pride if she would show herself in those colors. "Lady Isobel, well met indeed." She gestured to her ladies, and held the book out to Isobel. "I was only just reading an old verse touching on your house. Perhaps you would care to read for awhile? It's about Arthur Dayne at the Tower of Joy- beautiful, though the end is tragic. Stark wins the day, does he not?"