Chapter Twenty-Four
In her simple blue-and-white wool dress and unadorned white cap over a plain bun, Sabrina would never break anyone’s heart, but she was at least suitably dressed to eat an informal supper at a lord’s table.
As she followed the maid who had helped her to get ready, she worked on calming her nerves by remembering everything she could about her tutors’ behaviour toward herself and her family. She also brought to the surface her memories of her mother. She had always been a gracious hostess and a graceful person in general. In this way, Sabrina armed herself as best she could to face this important moment.
She felt some strength coming to her, even as her surroundings became more ornate and opulent. Everywhere she looked, the walls and floors were covered with carpentere
