The Blythes had fully settled into their enormously elegant bedroom by this time.
Subsequent to the arrangement of the whole situation of engaging in the banquet of tonight with the King, Mr Blythe was still very certain that the only way he could have a comfortable sleep tonight was if he pushed through his plans of putting up with the Harrows for the night. A major part of him was still not thoroughly indulgent in the whole banquet idea but since they already got there, he was willing to see the occasion through to the end..
"Mother!"
Louisa softly beckoned on her mother who was seated in her usual elegance beside her on the luxurious bed. Prior to this time, she had been by the largely set silver mirror where she was placing her outfit of tonight on her in order to see how well it would fit. The occasion of tonight was the kind that was causing her to feel truly ecstatic.
