Chapter 11: Let the face slapping begin.

When Sigrid looked at her maids, they appeared to be worried. Lama looked like she was ready to faint from the great horror of Oliver Ye visiting the manor.

Obviously, this had something to do with her reputation, after all, an ex-fiance visiting before her wedding would get the tongues of their society wagging.

"My lady, you must not be alone with him." Lama said.

Lanai nodded, "Do not even smile in his direction lest a scandal shall follow."

Scandal! is anything on Eldoria really scandal free for women? Sigrid asked herself.

If you are unmarried and smile at a man in a way that appears intimate: scandal.

If you hold hands with a man in public without a chaperone or good reason: scandal.

If you talk to a man for more than an hour without a chaperone: scandal.

If you walk with a man in the absence of a chaperone: scandal.

If you dare to pick up a sword as a woman: scandal and prison!!!

"Oh for heavens sake!" Sigrid exclaimed and rolled her eyes.

She increased her speed and followed the butler to the great hall. In there, a small number of people had gathered, thirty or forty at least.

They were sitting, the ladies especially, helping themselves to cups of hot tea which was outrageous given how hot it was.

Most of the men were standing in one group, forming a scandal. A few were smoking, others were talking and one was quietly reading a newspaper.

"The lady Sigrid has returned." The butler announced.

Every head in the room turned Sigrid's way, dozens of eyes all pinned on her. Some of the faces bore smiles that were genuine and others not so sincere.

princess has returned." a woman's

was Mila Thorin, Sigrid's grandmother and the duchess. She gestured for Sigrid to go closer and Sigrid did, walking slowly, as elegantly as she could towards the

her eyes. Her once dark rich hair

around her, her posture was straight. In her eyes, Sigrid saw a sparkle and felt warmth and care which she had not felt or seen before in her life. It was like she was looking

fire, the love she

"Greetings

grace, since when are you so polite?" Mila took both of Sigrid's hands

grandma, it's time for me to refine some of my

plate of freshly baked scones sitting on the table in a perfectly untouched

pour mistress a cup of

her job but another young woman beat her

Miss Rosalind eagerly shoved

people frowned at her behavior, puzzled by her sudden eagerness to pour tea for Sigrid. However, Rosalind and Sigrid were friends so nobody thought much of it.

will fetch a fresh pot." Rosalind

to be

a moment of rest. She was reciting thank

not trust any of them. Power was like shifting sands, difficult to control forever. The moment they detected a change, most of them would abandon the

I wonder? System, check all of their loyalty for me, start with

memory of

a plot has

bring down Rosalind Alexander

pills, coffee seeds that can ripen in

they could expand, but it was as expected, Rosalind was not her true friend

out the moment the butler informed her that her good friend had come to celebrate her impending nuptials in the company

the cup down. Smiling,

brim of the small porcelain

you must be quite parched. When you are finished, I would like to hear all about

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