Post by Matilda Ramsbury on Mar 27, 2023 22:06:41 GMT
Tilly walked along the crowded paths of the park, her mother's hand clasped tightly around her arm. The new Marchioness of Lansdowne was more concerned with the renovation of her new house than her own social life, but Lady Ramsbury insisted on taking a walk to show off her daughter to the society, something the beautiful Matilda was not very fond of. It was as if everyone saw her as a garden rose but all she wanted to be was a wild violet. It was, indeed, a poetic way of putting things in perspective.
As they strolled, Tilly's eyes were drawn to the beautiful flowers blooming in the park, something she found ironic and put a slight smile on her face. Lady Ramsbury looked at her daughter's face hidden under the bonnet, trying to figure out the reason behind her sudden amusement but Tilly's mind was always too complex for a mother to understand.
It didn't take long for the two women to notice the not so discreet stares and whispers from others that had been drawn by the curiosity that surrounded the new young Marchioness, yet it didn't seem to bother Lady Ramsbury, who would greet everyone with a polite and shiny smile. On the contrary, Tilly pretended not to see them, something she was quite good at. It would probably be seen as an act of impoliteness and paint her as a snob, as someone the mamas would not want around their sons. Good, because Tilly, and her money, didn't want anything to do with them either.
Suddenly, an ungoverned landau barreled through the park, causing a commotion and drawing the attention of the nearby crowds. The accident was unexpected but welcomed, for it gave Tilly the opportunity to escape her mother's watchful eye and explore the park on her own.
As she walked, Tilly couldn't help but feel a sense of unease about her upcoming debut. She knew it was expected of her as a young lady of her station, but the idea of being on display and judged by society made her nervous. She wondered if she would ever find someone who truly understood her and accepted her for who she was, rather than just seeing her as a wealthy heiress. She wished she still had her aunt to ask her those things, because the late Marchioness always seemed to have the answers to everything.
Lost in thought, Tilly came back to reality when her poorly tied bonnet was lifted from her head and carried off by the late afternoon breeze. She gasped and tried to grab it, but it was already too high, spinning and twirling like a bird in flight. The bonnet flew higher and higher until it was just a speck against the blue sky, and then suddenly it dipped and descended rapidly towards the sparkling water of the lake. With a soft plop, it landed on the water's surface and began to float like a toy.
"Perfect." she complained, crouching near the shore to try to retrieve it with her hand, but without success.
As they strolled, Tilly's eyes were drawn to the beautiful flowers blooming in the park, something she found ironic and put a slight smile on her face. Lady Ramsbury looked at her daughter's face hidden under the bonnet, trying to figure out the reason behind her sudden amusement but Tilly's mind was always too complex for a mother to understand.
It didn't take long for the two women to notice the not so discreet stares and whispers from others that had been drawn by the curiosity that surrounded the new young Marchioness, yet it didn't seem to bother Lady Ramsbury, who would greet everyone with a polite and shiny smile. On the contrary, Tilly pretended not to see them, something she was quite good at. It would probably be seen as an act of impoliteness and paint her as a snob, as someone the mamas would not want around their sons. Good, because Tilly, and her money, didn't want anything to do with them either.
Suddenly, an ungoverned landau barreled through the park, causing a commotion and drawing the attention of the nearby crowds. The accident was unexpected but welcomed, for it gave Tilly the opportunity to escape her mother's watchful eye and explore the park on her own.
As she walked, Tilly couldn't help but feel a sense of unease about her upcoming debut. She knew it was expected of her as a young lady of her station, but the idea of being on display and judged by society made her nervous. She wondered if she would ever find someone who truly understood her and accepted her for who she was, rather than just seeing her as a wealthy heiress. She wished she still had her aunt to ask her those things, because the late Marchioness always seemed to have the answers to everything.
Lost in thought, Tilly came back to reality when her poorly tied bonnet was lifted from her head and carried off by the late afternoon breeze. She gasped and tried to grab it, but it was already too high, spinning and twirling like a bird in flight. The bonnet flew higher and higher until it was just a speck against the blue sky, and then suddenly it dipped and descended rapidly towards the sparkling water of the lake. With a soft plop, it landed on the water's surface and began to float like a toy.
"Perfect." she complained, crouching near the shore to try to retrieve it with her hand, but without success.
★fai
Who knows if she never showed up, what could've been. There goes the maddest woman this town has ever seen. She had a marvelous time ruinin' everything