“Are you ready, my dear?” her mother smiled and held her hand out, sheer excitement radiating on her face, her green eyes twinkling with hope.
Despite Kitty’s initial instincts to show defiance, or perhaps give a witty retort that her mother would certainly not appreciate or find amusing, she nodded quietly and stood up from the stool.
The skirt of her dress slid to the floor and Lady Dunne’s eyes sparkled even more. Her mother clutched her hand against her chest and sighed.
“Utter perfection,” she repeated.
Unfortunately, Kitty felt like nothing close to perfection.
LINK FOR KITTY AND the Duke’s story here: https://geni.us/seymourbook1