Chapter 259: A Meal and a Question
Lyria's POV
Pippa and Debbie finally picked themselves up from the floor, dusting their skirts hurriedly before rushing to Bridget with a flurry of praise.
"You were brilliant," Pippa said breathlessly. "Absolutely brilliant!"
Debbie nodded in agreement, her eyes still wide with lingering disbelief. "I did not think he would actually leave so quickly. You handled him so well."
Bridget only smiled, brushing a strand of hair behind her ear as though she had merely corrected a minor inconvenience rather than driven away a Marquess.
Elara, however, did not look impressed.
"That was rather reckless," she said evenly. "You challenged a Marquess directly. It may have worked this time, but it may not work next time."
Bridget inclined her head slightly.
"I shall do better next time," she replied simply.
Pippa, still buzzing with excitement, bounced on her heels as if she might explode if she stood still any longer.
Then Margery spoke.
