"I would not know that," Magda answered as she stared at Fraunces's carriage. "But Count Lytton and General Lytton have their own affairs. The Count chose to focus on management and does not participate in anything that involves holding a sword. I heard that the Count was devastated when Dame Fraunces decided to pursue the Duke. That was a stupid… stupid decision. Why pursue someone you cannot have?"
Rosalind nodded. As much as she wanted to know more, she knew that it would be none of her business to involve herself with the Count's family. Moreover, she still had to see the King and Queen.
"Alright, we should start," Rosalind said. Not long after, Miss Monoroe arrived with black and red dresses that she could wear. Then they started 'preparing' her. Once again, she was subjected to the torturous pain of waxing every inch of her body to having her hair pulled so tight that it hurt her head. Everything had to be perfect— something that she was starting to hate.
