Rest
Eleanor of Aquitaine, with her feet up and a good book, for her eternal rest. (Estranged husband next to her, favourite son at her feet, and also less favourite son's wife's less posh effigy also at her feet, out of shot. I'm sure she doesn't sneer.) There are worse set-ups.
I love the whole Eleanor and Henry saga. She was a pretty incredible woman--in any age, let alone the one she lived in!