Rosie's Games

Chapter 289: Celebrations

It had been a few hours since Rosalind talked to Magda, yet her mind could not stop thinking about what she told her about the ruins. She no longer believed in coincidences but she also knew that not everything about this world revolved around her.

To be honest, the fact that the ruins had been enveloped by dark mists frightened her. The unknown was scary. That she could no longer predict the future because of the changes that were brought upon by her reincarnation was also another thing that terrified her.

The soft knock on the door woke her from her stupor. She looked at Milith who walked inside her study with a tray full of refreshments.

"Young Madam, there is another bunch of letters from various noble families." Milith placed the letters next to Rosalind as she set up the refreshments in the room.

"This time, there are some invitations from the royal family of Cirid who came here to seek protection from the King," Milith added. "Should we at least respond to one of them?"

There was another knock on the door and this time, it was none other than Miss Monoroe.

"I heard you have received some letters again?" Miss Monoroe was wearing an all-white attire that perfectly complemented the serene environment outside. She smiled at Rosalind as she removed her white gloves and handed them to Milith.

"Miss Monoroe"

"You have yet to turn eighteen. In the North, one needs to establish their presence in the nobility at the age of fifteen. At that age, women receive many marriage proposals from various gentlemen. Since you are not from the North, it is only right that you start establishing your name now. After all, you are going to become the official wife of the Duke in a few weeks."

"Once I turn eighteen," Rosalind clarified.

"Yes."

"Are you suggesting that I respond to the letters and join some activities?" she asked.

"No. The Duchy has never had to follow the rules. There is no reason for you to do so now."

"So you have heard" Rosalind's lips lifted. She had already told Miss Monoroe in their last encounter that she did not want to manage the Duchy but fight on the walls instead.

"Yes," Miss Monoroe said as she took a seat opposite her. "At first many people thought that just like most brides-to-be, you would succumb to your death before your marriage. The knowledge that you are someone special is something that completely changed their minds. It would not be a surprise to receive gifts from other families."

"The Young Madam has indeed received some gifts from the other families," Milith interjected, looking at Rosalind. Then she cleared her throat and gave Rosalind an awkward smile. "The Duke instructed me and the others to throw them all away."

Rosalind blinked. Who would throw away gifts? What if they were worth something?

"I was about to tell you since the Duke only gave me the instructions just the other night," Milith added, her face full of guilt.

"Ah, I was expecting that," Miss Monoroe smiled. "Since you have no interest in management and want to fight on the walls instead, then it is best to be as private as possible. It is always wise to conceal your intentions. Now that everyone is looking at you with their greedy eyes, it is better to hide everything and avoid the unnecessary chatter that could easily ruin the reputation of the Duke."

"So, you wanted me to avoid other nobles?"

"Temporarily. At least until after you turn eighteen."

"Thank you," Rosalind smiled. Now, she had all the reasons she needed to avoid another human interaction.

"Speaking of turning eighteen. The Duke has instructed me to show you some dresses that you will be wearing on your eighteenth birthday. Everyone will be there, including the King and Queen so"

"Hold on!" Rosalind held her hand towards Miss Monoroe. "What birthday?" Were they going to celebrate her birthday?

"Yours, my dear." Miss Monoroe's lips thinned. "Did you perhaps think that the Duchy would not celebrate your day? This is the day that you will have your debut in society. It is only right that we have a grand celebration."

"I" Lucas had not informed her about a birthday party. Moreover, she had never had a birthday party before, even in her past life. In Aster, it was completely acceptable for a married woman not to have a lavish birthday celebration. So, when she married Jeames, she always thought it was alright just to have a private dinner with her husband on that day.

"Do not worry. I will teach you everything you need to know about Northern society," Miss Monoroe said before she started showing her images of dresses, all of them beautiful and large.

How could someone walk around in that kind of gown?

"You do not look impressed?" Miss Monoroe asked. "The style is very popular with women your age. This is very typical for a royal formal event. It is quite similar to the ones in Aster. It has a fitted bodice and a full and voluminous skirt featuring layers of tulle to add some dramatic effects. We can, of course, make the skirt shorter if you prefer that or extend it to the floor."

"They are heavy," Rosalind said. "I would prefer something lighter."

After talking about the gown that she wanted, Miss Monoroe then showed her another set of images. This time, it was for a black wedding gown.

The usual wedding gown was white, but Miss Monoroe said it would be perfect to have her wear black while the Duke wears white. Since the Duke only wore darker colors, a white suit would be a refreshing sight something that no one would ever forget.

Rosalind agreed.

She noticed that he seemed to like darker colors and had never seen him in white.

"But do you think he will agree?" she asked. The Duke seemed to be very devoted to wearing darker colors. She did not want to make it look like she wanted him to change his style just for this wedding.

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