Sep 7, 2017
A maid stood in the doorway for the fourth time that week, an array of foreign flowers in her hands as she stared at the young heiress to the Guillard Chateau. "Milady, these are from your betrothed. The Shimadas have sent you more flowers." The maid said meekly. "--and... They have given notice that your fiance is on his way to see you."
Amélie took the flowers, and opened her mouth to thank the maid before she was interrupted.
Today?
Her eyes widened, as she tried processing this information.
“When should I expect him?”
