It was as if those grannies at the corner of every neighbourhood had gotten the call...the call to get the sauce if you know what I mean...
Although more "stiff" because corsets made them look pompous while sharing a glance before starting to share the good stuff.
And I say good stuff because…
"Hm? That is a rare occurrence, why is that Lady Felicia?" — Confidently feigning ignorance, the Empress inquired. Pushing the bored women to fill her in more with the matter as they wanted her to like them.
"Your Majesty, certainly you are aware. There are many reasons to anticipate this coming Ball."
"First, Noverrne's Duke will assist officially as the owner of his household. Even his name's celebration is to be held a few weeks before."
"Indeed."
"Oh and let us not forget… Baron Valzerie's new daughter."
'... Valzerie?"
