When dusk approached, Samantha returned to her chamber after another long, usually hectic day. Getting rid of the tight bodice and changing her dress into something more free and comfortable to move in, she sat on her plush mattress with ease, keeping her legs crossed as she pondered deeply on the matter Lucinda had told her about.
Should she bring it up with Ivan when he comes tonight? In all honesty, things like this were never deemed important in her village. When you get married, you live happily with your husband, become a housewife and have children, that was all she knew. The ceremonial pre-wedding ritual had been quite an advantage to her intellect, she had been educated on a lot of things, and her vocabularies were improving a lot too with the daily etiquette lessons.
She wondered what type of ceremonial ritual Ivan partakes in?