In which the quiet vigour of nocturnal owls and the delicate flutterings of an errant woman weave through the folds of a warm May evening, while the stately household of Monkland Court awaits anxiety-laden news concerning a most delicate matter of the heart. Between whispered doubts and the steady airing of long-held truths, reflections on freedom and the weight of social bonds settle gently amid the solemn watch of night and the silent temple of Diana.