A mother's help (1)

One month later.

"Where did you get your bag? I need a new set before spring comes. I've started to plan out my looks for the season."

"I've already sat with my dressmaker to look over fabric. You will be jealous when you see what I have planned." 

Alessandra drowned out the conversation about dresses, shoes, and bags. She was more focused on the juice that calmed her stomach. She hoped the conversation wouldn't turn to her about what she was planning for spring. She was going to wear whatever Erin had planned for her.

"Duchess, excuse me for being late," Heather said as she sat down beside Alessandra. "Did I miss anything important?"