AYLETH
Ayleth sat before the mirror in her chambers while the maid dressed her hair. Her Ladies in Waiting were already prepared for the dinner and gathered around the tables and lounges behind her in the sitting room.
Ayleth was glad this was just a dinner, not a feast, or a ball. She'd be free after the meal to return to her room and rest and read. While she loved her Ladies, and had been looking forward to the rush of balls and feasts before she met Etan, now she found if there was no chance of talking to him, or touching him, the events had lost their appeal.
