*** Two weeks later.
"Duchess Rebecca? Duchess Rebecca. Duchess Rebecca!" Jennifer called me to the present, as she played with my hair for a second.
Blinking a couple of times, I looked between her and my engagement ring on my hand, still in awe with the remarkable cuts on the stones, and how it just glowed on my hand.
"Ah sorry, Jennifer, I just got lost in my thoughts," I muttered, resting my hand on my leg to take my gaze off of the ring.
"M'lady, you just can't stop looking at that ring on your finger." She called me out, and I let out an embarrassed chuckle before guilty nodding my head. "However, I must say that he did choose a fitting ring for you, it's beautiful just as you are M'lady." She smiled into the mirror, and I let out a chuckle, used to her flattery.
