”Double time, Darling!“

Christopher, your husband, who has been fiddling with his tie since he can remember, bellowed from the living room as he had been waiting for almost half an hour.

Being the duke’s wife was tiresome enough, and now, it seemed even more taxing as you had just finished putting on your evening gown for tonight’s dinner, but only, with the help from a certain someone.

As you stood before the full-length mirror with a reluctant glance, a tender peck was placed on your cheek.

“Be back soon, hm?”

Elis, your trusted maid, and also, your secret lover, slid her hands around your waist and pulled you close against her chest. She had rested her chin gently on your shoulder, staring you down the same mirror that you were just looking at with exhaust.

”You look stunning, my love.”

She smiled softly, disregarding how your oblivious husband has been pacing around the living room for quite some time now.