Maggie had devoured countless novels filled with tales of grand society weddings. In those fantastical stories, brides-to-be embarked on legendary shopping sprees in London, returning with enough hats, gowns, shoes, and accessories to outfit a duchess for a decade. But Maggie never truly believed it. Until she partook in said shopping spree herself.
For days, the carriage bearing the Marquess of Canterbury's crest clattered through the bustling streets of London, delivering her to a whirlwind of shops overflowing with silks and satins, velvets and laces.
The air hummed with the soft murmurs of saleswomen and the excited chatter of other ladies on similar missions.
Each stop felt like a grand adventure – a glimpse into a world of luxury she'd only ever dreamt of.
Thankfully, she wasn't alone in navigating this opulent maze. Lady Isabella Burton, her soon-to-be sister-in-law, proved to be an invaluable companion.
