That evening, a decision was made.
Anna had to grow her circle and even though she could not fathom spending a single moment with any demon, she would have to make her presence known in high society and build strong connections if she were to survive.
What could be better than hosting a tea party?
"It would be the best!" she insisted, "And that would allow me to understand the workings of upper society better."
"And that could also improve your reputation."
"It's not tarnished, dear Emma," Anna sighed.
"Not yet," the maid gave a small unbothered shrug.
If words were to spread that the fiance of the duke got in bad blood with the queen’s beloved Theodore soon after she was introduced to the upper society, Anna’s image was sure to be tainted.
"Master Theodore had been rather silent in the past few days," the house butler, Edgar, spoke and left the rest of the words unsaid.
