TwelveThe following morning, Rose was awoken by both of her sisters jumping onto her bed.
She moaned and turned over so that she was face down, and covered her head with her quilt.
“Come on, Rose, we have let you sleep long enough. Now you have to tell us how you did last night,” Thalia said, shaking her shoulder roughly.
“Yes, and who you met,” Laia urged.
“How much money did you win?”
“Did Lord Kirtland kiss you?”
“Go away!” Rose said from under her covers.
“No!” the two girls said in unison.
“Not until you tell us everything,” Laia said.
“I think we should go to the park today. You have been putting us off for long enough. Surely you have met enough gentlemen now so that we may go and choose among them,” Thalia said eagerly. “Come on, Rose. Do say that we might go today, please
