Getting used to the attention on them was becoming easier with every time they entered a room full of people.
Lady Athanasia Orpheus approached the couple with a bright yet cold smile. What was on her face had nearly all the ingredients to make the perfect beam. Well, nearly as missing one or two let it completely fall apart.
In any case, Arabella returned a warm smile and braced herself for the conversation whereas Silas was being… Silas as per his rigid usual.
"I hope to be the first to say how…," she trailed off, looking all around at the ballroom, "Different things feel this time around,"
"You are the first, yes," Arabella pushed a chuckle she wished convincing, "But hopefully it feels different in a good way,"
