In the evening of the same day, the concubines have exhausted their arguments and guesses and Elizabeth can finally mingle with them with ease. The lounge has been divided in two by tbe concubines, half of which are simpering to Mist on one side, and the other half of which are on Elizabeth's side, talking and laughing with her, Adele and Louisa.
"So much has changed since we left." Tiana says, planting her hand beneath chin.
"For real. I bet my sisters are now old and wrinkled. Sometimes I think it is worth the risk for me to go back before they are all dead, if only to see the shock on their faces." Garnet, a small Mexican looking lady and one of the concubines she has become familiar with today says with a laugh that they all echo. Her story is touching. Once her mother died, her fa
