“The eldest had an austere countenance and sharp features. She sat as straight as a stick and looked at the Spurgeons over her pointed nose with a cold, frosty expression. Her steel eyes were penetrating, piercing to the bone, making the object of her gaze incredibly uncomfortable.”
~My edit-in-progress (Which I keep trying to give a proper name… but have thus far failed.)
To the KING be all the glory!