Lady Steinhouse had just reached her chambers when she received a package from her maid. She trusted her staff. She had picked them out after serious background checks. She made sure they would never betray her, as such everything inside the mansion was sealed tight. It made the other households frustrated; as their maids could not bring back information from her household, because her maids were as silent as the royal secret agents. Receiving the letter, she was sure it had not been opened.
"A servant boy said to be from the Krain estate said he was asked by his young master to deliver this," hearing the word, Krain, she sat up straight. Her maid handed her the package suspiciously. Lady Steinhouse saw the tokens and knew what they were instantly, as she was a lady of society and every lady yearned to have one of these tokens.
Only very few were handed out each year and she did not have one as it took great backing and money to get it. Though she was the king's niece, she was without a mother and did not know much about dressing. Her style had made the two stores blacklist her. Every time she requested one, she was refused.
They did not want their carefully crafted dresses and jewellery to land in hands such as hers. Still, even though she was the king's niece, it was still a lot of money to purchase these. More than she, a sane business woman would dare spend.
The letter that came with it read,
"go and calm your temper,"
She blushed a deep red as she stared at the words. She needed no signature to tell who had written this. She traced the strokes of the words as though she could almost feel his hand and turned redder.
"My lady?" her maid asked as she saw her lady turn a deep shade of red.
"We are going shopping," she said and got up. She changed so fast, that her maid thought a ghost was pursuing her. Stepping out of her chambers with her maid in tow, she came across The Steinhouse spinster below the stairs and her glowing face took on a dark shade.
"Where are you going?" The Steinhouse spinster asked.
"You had best learn your limits," Lady Steinhouse warned.
"You are still my sister-in-law. Can you not accompany me?" The Steinhouse spinster answered.
"Do I look like I have the time to bother with the likes of you?" Lady Steinhouse gave a snort, before leaving. The Steinhouse spinster followed her regardless. Lady Steinhouse was her key to re-enter society. She did not care what her brother had done; he was dead and she was not.
Reaching outside, the lady entered the prepared carriage. The Steinhouse spinster tried to enter but was stopped by a guard.
"I only need to be dropped off, you cannot even do such?" she loudly asked Lady Steinhouse in the carriage.
"Let her in," Lady Steinhouse said. She knew her home was now at the attention of a lot of people and that Old Lady Trent next door, who loves to peer into her yard from her window may be watching.
Let into the carriage, The Steinhouse spinster smiled sweetly. Lady Steinhouse acted as though she did not see her as the carriage moved.
"Where are you stopping?" she finally asked her sister-in-law, when they had gone a distance, "You may be going my way,"
"I doubt that," Lady Steinhouse said calmly.
"Where too, then?" The Steinhouse spinster smiled as though she was sure where ever the Lady Steinhouse was going, she could go too.
"Madame D'huile," she answered and The Steinhouse spinster's smile froze.
"Are you going that way too?" Lady Steinhouse smirked.
"I've always wanted to see the great Madam D'huile. Since you are going there, let's go together," The Steinhouse spinster smiled.
"Why should I take you? Do you think you can just go anywhere? Fine. Since you want to embarrass yourself, I will not stop you," Lady Steinhouse smirked and looked away.