"Yes, and that he didn't read the fine print of the contract we made. He was good but not terribly experienced with what to ask. I used that to my advantage." And she didnt feel all that bad when the poor man looked so worried when she tore into him.
"I always love how parents tend to do that. As if by waiting they avoid all complaints. My father's been digging constantly, though he keeps talking about finding me a Russian suitor. My aunt will hear none of it though. She doesn't think that I would be well matched there and has been trying to find me someone decent. I've been hoping a bit that it will be you."
As she said that, she opened the door to her room and slipped inside. It was large and classically decorated in violets and silvers, with a large four poster bed in the center. "But I won't know until the decision is made naturally."