Adrienne breathed in when she realized it was time to move onto a different topic. Thus far she was more than happy to let Ambrosia steer the conversation as much as she could; partially because she could feel her energy waning already, and also because Adrienne found it best to let the older woman choose the topics of conversation. Ambrosia’s chosen topic had Adrienne perking up though, and she did so by shifting in her chair ever so slightly.

She hadn’t been eager to begin her journey into society as a socialite; far from it, in fact. But ever since her conversation with Cash confirmed there was to be no straying from the path they’d both been set on, Adrienne had resolved to find something worth her time. She refused to pout and be miserable, despite the fact that the ache of not being able to pursue midwifery still stung. She was wondering who she might approach to perhaps guide her through her first year of marriage in society, but having Ambrosia Selwyn offer something to her had been much more than she’d anticipated.

She gave Ambrosia a small smile. “I didn’t think anyone would extend that offer to me so soon,” She ventured. “I’d be honored to help you though, I’m sure Olympe could fix me up some stronger dose of potion if the occasion called for it.”

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