Just One Season in London
Just One Season in London
“But this was to be her very own ball—or at least, hers and Rye’s—and though only a country miss would admit to being excited, even the most jaded of debutantes must confess that it was pleasant indeed to be the center of attention.
So it was puzzling for Sophie that she didn’t feel particularly exhilarated as the evening approached. Even after she was dressed in her white lace ball gown, with her mother’s pearls at her throat and a charming ostrich-feather fan—a gift from Rye—in her hand, s...he didn’t feel as if it was real.
She wandered down to the ballroom. It smelled of beeswax and lemon oil, of candles and roses. The windows and mirrors gleamed, and the floor was smooth and inviting. The days were growing longer now, and sunset still spilled through the windows at the back of the ballroom when Portia came looking for her.
“I’m glad to see you’re already dressed, Sophie. You don’t want to be late to your own ball.”MoreLess
So it was puzzling for Sophie that she didn’t feel particularly exhilarated as the evening approached. Even after she was dressed in her white lace ball gown, with her mother’s pearls at her throat and a charming ostrich-feather fan—a gift from Rye—in her hand, s...he didn’t feel as if it was real.
She wandered down to the ballroom. It smelled of beeswax and lemon oil, of candles and roses. The windows and mirrors gleamed, and the floor was smooth and inviting. The days were growing longer now, and sunset still spilled through the windows at the back of the ballroom when Portia came looking for her.
“I’m glad to see you’re already dressed, Sophie. You don’t want to be late to your own ball.”MoreLess
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