"I certainly see your daughter making heads turn!" Lady Evelyn's words found the Countess, who was sipping the colorless, probably champagne, drink. She slightly turned her head and met Lady Evelyn's gaze, then slightly smiled.
"Certainly, but_" She paused, needing to stay on the good side of Lady Evelyn, which meant being as calculative as possible.
"No buts, Lady Lancaster. The princes are certainly good men. I should have introduced one, instead of the two, and now the three. A pity we shall have to deal with whatever chaos this shall bring!" Lady Evelyn stated, her lips firmly pressed together, her lion cane standing in front of her, and her eyes distantly fixed on Lady Victoria, who was currently walking with Prince Edward McVourse. He was plucking a few flowers and perfectly placing them behind Victoria's ears. He would pick the white ones, then discard them after picking a red—an endless loop. Yet, Victoria still smiled. But_
