It had been hours since Nora taught Abi how to talk to the nobles. How to take small bites of the pie she had served and how to enjoy the warmth of the cold conversations.
"You need to pay more attention to the veil. It should not leave your head even for a second and as long as you smile, they would be too mesmerized from your face to care about your small mistakes. Do not think too much." She knew nobles were anything but kind. And they would not care even if she grinned like a fool until all her teeth could be seen.
But she knew Nora was trying hard to support her. So, she let her deceive her.
"And about the.."
"Thank you for coming here. Your presence means a lot to me." Abi held Nora's hands and pressed them lightly, making the woman smile.
"Abigail. Can I ask you something?" Nora shifted in her seat to lean closer, "why are you getting married to Dion." her voice had censure despite her trying hard enough to hide it. "