"Rumors about my brother?" Edith repeated with interest as she leaned closer to the other woman, her curiosity getting the better of her. "Oooh, what do you hear? You must tell me everything."
Her dark eyes stayed on the woman a moment longer before she shook her head. "Poor dear. And too think, her chaperon did not extend her the courtesy to tell her it looked hideous." Her smirk grew at the mention of Charles being late. "Really?" she asked as she raised a brow. "How disrespectful of him. I always imagined him to be a well-raised boy, but perhaps there are only few of use who can be perfect." She smiled at Lady Gwendolyn.