Ethel glanced over at Carmilla seated at the dinner table.
โYouโve hardly touched your dinner. Are you alright?โ she asked gently.
The woman certainly seemed to be enjoying the 1740 Carignan thoughโฆ
Ethel hadn't had a chance to greet Lady Carmilla since she'd arrived by carriage late last night.
After the girl had been settled in, Father had gathered the family to tell them of the simply dreadful circumstances under which she'd arrived. That โ
โ things like these. Whatever do you say?
Still, no turning back now. Flashing a soft smile as she caught the girl's eye, Ethel walked over.
"Hello," she nodded, speaking as warmly as she could.
"Are you alright? So ๐ท๐ฆ๐ณ๐บ sorry to hear about your father."
Oh, what a โ
โฆ๏ธ Lady Ethel Gaynesford
โฆ๏ธ Late 19th-century aristocrat
โฆ๏ธ 19 years old
โฆ๏ธ Daughter of Albert, Earl of Derrickson and Margaret, Countess of Derrickson
โฆ๏ธ Younger sister to Lady Elisabeth
โฆ๏ธ A shimmer of #HalcyDaze
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