"You can't possibly expect me to ride all the way home with Duncan by myself!"
Delaney sighed as she rushed through their room throwing her last few things together into her trunk. She had told Selina she would be riding home alone with Vincent and the woman hadn't stopped expressing her unhappiness since. The other girls were sitting awkwardly on the beds observing.
"Delaney you must be serious," Selina demanded, "How will it look for us to ride that far alone in a carriage with a man?"
"They're not random men," Olive interjected gently, "They're your future husbands. I don't think anyone would begrudge you spending some time getting to know them."
"With as shy as Duncan is you probably still won't know him after the ride," Constance mumbled but not quite quietly enough. Selina shot her a look.
