You stood in front of your mirror in your room and looked at your reflection.

You've changed a little bit in the last couple of months. You have gained a little weight and your face has acquired a pleasant healthy glow. Your new marriage was to blame for everything. Your husband was a very generous man who clearly valued you very much. He was surprisingly not too rude or demanding towards you, but was simply kind and generous with you.

lots of nice gifts, lots of tasty and filling food, lots of interesting entertainment and interesting books. Your husband spent a lot on you and you didn't complain. Such gifts of fate are rare, but you have learned to appreciate them.

"Did I tighten your corset too much, my lady?"

Louise, the oldest of your Fraulein, asked you politely, tightening the corset around your waist. Louise was a woman of about forty years old, calm externally and internally, but also an extremely obedient and polite woman. She had no husband or children, but she was kind to you as if you were her daughter.

Isabella, your youngest Fraulein, blushed a little, casting a glance at you with her innocent and youthful brown eyes. You didn't know how old she was, but you could guess that she was a teenager. her brown curls fell neatly over her rounded shoulders, while the young Fraulein adjusted the skirt of your dress.

"I heard that Sir Je Bois has taken a new mistress, although his wife is at her most beautiful age and appearance. Of course, she is far from your youth, my lady."

Kotalina said this, adjusting the puffy sleeves of your dress. Kotalina was about 25 years old, always alive, active, energetic and could not live life without gossip. in fact, a lonely woman trying to stick her nose into any business to brighten up her lonely life. but she was also very faithful to you. Her golden curls fell beautifully over her round face and her snub nose.