The queens galas were important. The venues full and people happy. Dancing along the floor, mamas with their daughters getting them with bachelors.

Vivian had long tried to send her husband off for him to talk to other men but he sat with Violet the whole night.

Vivian had snuck off, long tired of her husband and the company that he kept that would go to talk to him. She sat out on one of the balcony’s, her eyes out over the royal garden. Not having heard the door open till she heard the creak.

”Did Lord Ledger send you to find me?” She called out, turning her head to spot the someone, her scowl on her face for a brief second.