Hina had amassed wider popularity as talks of her were peaking through the roof in recent days. She received several invitations to tea parties and all sorts of noble gatherings, the pile of the like filling a space on her office table as the invitations didn't seem to stop coming in day by day. Ever since the princess invited her to the imperial salon, a flow of invitations addressed to Hina became a norm. Even those nobles who had fun bad-mouthing her amongst themselves had suddenly switched their view of her, sending her invitation letters with hopes to somehow get closer to the famous widowed baroness who had captured the princess's attention.
Hina eyed the bunch of letters scattered across her work table, the colourful scented papers all bearing words of greetings and inviting her to one social convention or the other.
"Oh, my~ they are so many invitation letters for you, my lady!" Aoi said, pleased by the current situation.
