"My lady, the designer is here and so are the decorators. If you could spare some time?" asked Martha as she looked at the young girl with worry.
From the time William, her father had been injured, she was taking care of all the official matters on the behalf of her father. To the surprise of everyone she did not need a single advice from any member of the family yet she handled everything so perfectly as if she had done it all her life.
"Ah! Is there? Ask my mother to choose the dresses for me. I still have a meeting to attend with Viscount Frenix." she read another document forgetting about the presence of the woman who was pressing her lips hard.
