On the distant horizon, a hazy line of dark orange slowly inched forward as the sun set, signaling that the day was coming to an end. Lady Fiona had been patiently waiting for Rose for hours, but she had yet to arrive.
The Duchess assumed Rose had changed her mind about coming to the party. Especially since there was so much negative talk surrounding her and the recent murder allegations, it had been the topic of conversation all evening.
The leader of the discussion had been Alison Milner.
Lady Fiona had the distinct impression from the information she overheard that Alison somehow had first-hand knowledge of the situation.
The Duchess grew weary of the continuous rhetoric and took a leisurely stroll around the garden party in search of a peaceful spot to rest.
