Journey to Happiness
; any misstep, no matter how minor, earned Elza a sharp slap on the hand. Lady Katherine insisted it was the "noble" way to learn, but to Elza, it was little more than cruelt
lesson with renewed focus, driven by an anger she'd never felt before. This wasn't only about fitting in anym
her presence for dinner. It was rare for them to ask her to dine with them, and Elza felt a fli
untess glanced at her, exchanging a silent look. The Countess's eyes held the same cold pri
began, a faint, force
d Marchioness of Milan in two weeks.
sensing an unspoken expectat
sque. "But two weeks from now, you'll be expected to interact with other noble
ervousness that began to creep ov
erent setting. You'll be dining with the most refined families in the region. If you embarrass us..." She trailed off, the threat implicit. E
her voice steady. "I'll make
nds on it. We took you in, after all-out of the goodness of our hearts," he added, with
her as family; they saw her as charity, a way to showcase their magnanimity to the n
them the satisfactio
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red, feeling every bit of tension in her posture as her gaze drifted over the room filled with nobles. Her gown was pale blue, elegant yet modest, her hair pinned up just so
ise and faint curiosity. While some of them whispered and cast sidelong glances, a couple of others offered her tentative,
Anabelle, leaned over with a warm smile. "Elza, I've heard y
the smile. "It's a... very different wor
need any advice or just want company, you can always join me and my frie
h her usual defenses. But just as she was starting to feel at ease
s," said Lady Eveline, a young woman with a faintly mocking smile. She
let the comment sting. "It certainly takes
replied, her tone laced with a condescending kindne
le jumped in, her voice smooth and confident. "It's wonderful to see someone so d
bit, and she turned back to her pla
ed so impenetrable. Lady Anabelle's kindness made her feel that perhaps, just maybe, she could find a place here. But the quie
eculiar thing in their midst. Some nobles asked her questions about her upbringing, their tones curious but not
masked as a question and every genuine kindness, she felt her resolve strengthen. She may not have been born to thi
with newfound insight. She noticed how the most influential
n, who had loyal friends, who others seem
nds of her own, she could rise above the whispers, the judgments, and the
he disdain of those like Lady Eveline, and perhaps even to influence others.
introduced formally to society as the Count and Countess's daughter. The grand debut was only a month away, a spectac
, and planning her entrance into the social world. And when the time came, she would ensur