Giselle had been out taking a stroll. She was used to this place by now and after finding her true love in Legolas, she wasn't about to leave. She wanted to stay because of him. She could understand all the other people who had families and friends to get back to, but she had neither of those that were important enough to leave Legolas over.
She was wearing a pink gown, floor length with a darker pink lace trim around the bottom and down the front where it split into panels of white silk. The cap sleeves had the same lace trim and so did the bodice. Her strawberry colored hair was loose today, falling in curls down her back. She had it tucked behind one ear while the other side fell slightly into her eyes.
Hands behind her back, she was humming as she practically floated along the pathways. It wasn't until she nearly bumped into the woman that she noticed her bent over and heaving. She stopped, backed up a few paces and bent over herself to look at her face. "Are you alright?" There were dark circles on the concrete where her tears had fallen, and it was clear to Giselle that in fact, she was not alright at all.