Elena Firebird
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Liliana Edevane was the youngest duchess in the Kingdom of Apheleon at twenty-two years of age. She had only recently wrested control of her lands from her father's old seneschal, who had been running the manor alone after his death. And from what she could tell, he'd managed to cock it up royally. She had already had to sell off a significant portion of the gowns and jewels he'd purchased her in his weak attempts to pacify her from investigating his spending habits, and perhaps even to woo her into making him the next Duke! She scoffed at the thought. "Ridiculous."
"What's ridiculous, your grace?" Her maid asked. She was seated across from the duchess in the carriage, neatly dressed in her uniform and paying attention to her lady with the intense gaze of a loyal servant. Liliana offered her a smile but shook her head. If she started ranting about the seneschal now, who knew if she'd ever stop?
"Nothing, Rosie. How far are we from the bank?"
Rosie turned to converse with the coachman through the small window separating him from the main compartment of the carriage before replying, "He says there's a traffic jam up ahead. It'll only be a few minutes."
"What's ridiculous, your grace?" Her maid asked. She was seated across from the duchess in the carriage, neatly dressed in her uniform and paying attention to her lady with the intense gaze of a loyal servant. Liliana offered her a smile but shook her head. If she started ranting about the seneschal now, who knew if she'd ever stop?
"Nothing, Rosie. How far are we from the bank?"
Rosie turned to converse with the coachman through the small window separating him from the main compartment of the carriage before replying, "He says there's a traffic jam up ahead. It'll only be a few minutes."
