The Queen seated her friend at her side on a chair the same height as her own, an armchair previously used only by the King when he visited the room. She leaned toward Gabrielle.
"Oh my dear heart… I was so worried… I feared they might prevent you from coming to see me, that perhaps you were imprisoned or ill. Terrible imaginings came to my troubled mind. But you are here, and radiant! How beautiful you are in that green dress, that pale green dress—sea green? lime green?"
"I cannot say, Majesty. I have no aptitude for recognizing shades of color."
-Farewell My Queen by Chantal Thomas