Minella asked with a perplexed expression, "What really?
She inquired, her face creased with a range of conflicted feelings.
"What kind of fun event happened?" She fixed her gaze sternly on the face of Ella.
"Why don't you ask Megan? Megan will explain to you better." Lifting the corner of her one lips Ella laughed.
From the other side of the room, another smirk responded. It was cunning in nature. Lily smirked, cunningly looking toward Megan.
As scornful laughter resounded, Violla took a sip of pink-colored tea. Then she put down her cup on the table and slightly turned her head toward Megan and asked with a soft smile on her face. "Don't you Megan?"
Looking at them all laughing, something stuck in Minella's mind.
"No doubt these are those maids who were talking yesterday about the duke when we were done with our meal yesterday."
And now they are talking about something unknown.
