The higher Bellona's eyebrows crept, the lower Tig's sank. For all of her friends' and sister-in-law's ridiculously extra finishing school education, none of them seemed capable of finding a husband! Perhaps she hadn't had to secure Tiberius herself but she refused to believe she'd have been unmarried still if a match hadn't been made for her. So much for a 'Pendergast education', she thought, they ought to have called it the Pendergast School for Young Spinsters! Nevertheless, the sooner Tatiana was married off the better. Although, it would mean a loss of social superiority over her, but the trade off was that she'd hopefully be less present and perhaps even whisked off to another country permanently. That'd be nice. Bellona, on the other hand, could stay right where she was, she was as benign as Tatiana was irksome and far more entertaining, albeit unintentional.
"A wedding? What a novelty!" Tig was fairly certain that the last wedding she'd attended had been her own, it had also been the first wedding she had attended as an adult. "When the time comes I promise to make sure you're in prime position to catch her bouquet." She smiled as though she had made a wonderfully generous offer rather than a dig.
"A wedding? What a novelty!" Tig was fairly certain that the last wedding she'd attended had been her own, it had also been the first wedding she had attended as an adult. "When the time comes I promise to make sure you're in prime position to catch her bouquet." She smiled as though she had made a wonderfully generous offer rather than a dig.
