It's been an awful week for Dionne of Gahnospinel. Life has been exhausting and entertaining so many people in one day drained her. She barely had time for herself and to study the teachings in the book Andreas gifted her. One good thing out of her week was that Vicente stood by his words and refrained from annoying her.
Dionne sighed, jumping into her bed. She had an exhausting morning and had tea with countless suitors. In addition to that, she had to entertain plenty of her parents' guests. Even though she was busy, she still managed to think about Andreas and that kiss they shared. No matter how hard she tried to shake it off, the memory keeps on bothering her. The moment replays itself over and over again.
"Get yourself together, Dionne!" she scolds herself, "Now's not the time to be thinking of Andreas! The bastard didn't even bother to write to you after the last letter before you left! You're wasting your time!"