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The characters are Saraida, a catholic beauty who in this story is acting as the poster girl for the catholic church, and Abel, a Moorish doctor who taught saraida from when she was a child. They love each other, but when he fled to escape the spanish inquisition, she became more involved with the church, and their relationship became lost in the effort to protect both members. In this picture, Saraida is attending a ball in France to socialise with certain members of the French aristocracy, mainly to gain connections in a particularly influential naval family. The man you see her dancing with is a spoiled heir to the said family fortune (the castle they are in belongs to them) and has a position in the military mainly because of his father's successes. He has basically monopolized her for the evening (scandalous, I know) but he gets whatever he wants, and Saraida is obligated to indulge him.
Meanwhile, Abdel has recently returned to western europe after the inquisition has quieted, and on hearing of saraida's whereabouts, travels to see her. He enters through servant's passages and sees the beautiful and much grown saraida resplendent but otherwise occupied. He can't be sure if he caught her eye, but her face remains as a marble mask, her inescapable task completely holding her to its will. He begins to turn away, resolved to disappear from her life forever (he misunderstands her relationship to the french jerk- uh, heir) but during a turn of the minuette, when her face is hidden from both men, her stony mask breaks for just a small second, revealing the overjoyed yet broken face of a rekindled love beneath it
Okay, so once again, this writer proves her power over me by forcing out yet another masterpiece involding a full background. This was finished quite a while ago, but never submitted due to the fact that I am extremely lazy. Yet here it is, resplendent in its glory, and saraida and abdel prove their absolute hold over my imagination and artistic skill.
I love the musicians the most, the cellist (even though it would actually be a viola de gamba, but I didn't know that at the time) being my favorite. The other one's hold on the violin is wrong, but that's okay too. Abel, on the other hand, was drawn last and therefore somewhat lazily, the blank wall behind him being edited out due to its extreme awfulness in perspective. Other than that, tho, all bow. I love drawin pompous, beautiful guys who think they're god's gift to women. They drive me nuts in real life, but they're so much fun to draw.........