[Milly]

After much silence, there finally comes a quasi-announcement of the much anticipated works of the famed artist River Valmonte.
But instead of showcasing such art, there's only a poem and a single statement:

A flower was offer'd to me,
Such a flower as May never bore;
But I said 'I've a pretty Rose-tree,'
And I passed the sweet flower o'er.

Then I went to my pretty Rose-tree,
To tend her by day and by night,
But my Rose turn'd away with jealousy,
And her thorns were my only delight.



No doubt this ties into Frivida Valmonte's Talent Contest, for which the esteemed painter has signed up for.