Post by Caroline Seymour on Sept 11, 2021 20:31:28 GMT
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“You need to give me the courtesy of allowing me to inspect you before showing up at events. Last night cannot ever happen again,” Even over the bumpy road and the heavy hooves it was Caroline’s mothers voice that truly droned on about how disrespectful it was to leave an event early. Her persistence was enough to give her the worst headache, but the same could be said for all mama’s this season. It was especially competitive. As the carriage slowed at the edge of the park, it was made absolutely clear what a warzone this was. Where once she would have seen polite conversation and the occasional romantic promenade, she now saw how feral these mothers were as they obsessively primped their daughters and pointed out eligible bachelors.
“Mother stop gawking at those men. What would people say?” Nothing, probably. No one was talking about her Debut, the daughter of a Marquess received so little a reaction from her Majesty. Even with a generous dowry she managed to hook only the lowest hanging fruit. Caroline rolled her eyes and tossed open the door before anything could be said on the subject. She needed to take air in a way her mother wouldn’t chastise. Besides, she saw familiar faces.
The benefit of hosting extravagant parties was meeting the high ranking members of society. It was best to network, and even better to entertain. She was thankful for it now, as instead of looking at a sea of unknown faces there were some that popped out like stars in the dark. “It is exciting to be here.” She spent so little time in London, but all of that was about to change. Well, so long as she could find a match in this pit of beautiful vipers.
“Mother stop gawking at those men. What would people say?” Nothing, probably. No one was talking about her Debut, the daughter of a Marquess received so little a reaction from her Majesty. Even with a generous dowry she managed to hook only the lowest hanging fruit. Caroline rolled her eyes and tossed open the door before anything could be said on the subject. She needed to take air in a way her mother wouldn’t chastise. Besides, she saw familiar faces.
The benefit of hosting extravagant parties was meeting the high ranking members of society. It was best to network, and even better to entertain. She was thankful for it now, as instead of looking at a sea of unknown faces there were some that popped out like stars in the dark. “It is exciting to be here.” She spent so little time in London, but all of that was about to change. Well, so long as she could find a match in this pit of beautiful vipers.
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