The Princess has done a marvellous job. The hall she dedicated to our new women-only club is exquisite.
It's large enough to welcome many guests, and the decorations were chosen by her highness in person. It's full of flowers and scented candles, snacks on every table, and natural light from the polished windows.
The maids brew tea and ensure that every lady is served with a hot cup.
«You can sit down. I will welcome the guests,» her highness says when she sees that I'm observing the place with awe. «There's no need for you to overexert yourself...»
«Thank you, your highness,» I reply. «But I'm all right. I'm not doing anything much.»
«My brother will stop talking to me if he hears that I let you greet ladies and stand for hours!»
«He won't,» I chuckle.
