Jane didn't lift her head as she pondered on Eloise joining her whilst she tried on dresses. It was always done with her maid, and on rare occasions, with Camille.
Jane once thought of having her brothers join her, but it wouldn't be the same. She wouldn't get to experience what her friends spoke of with their mothers.
Eloise noticed Jane's expression and thought she was sad. "You will get to see the dress I have decided to wear to the palace. It is beautiful."
Jane looked up. "Is it being made by a famous dressmaker? Damien said I could not go back to the lady I frequent."
"No, she owns a small shop, but her dresses are lovely. I know you think it is a risk, but her dresses speak for themselves. I will let you have a say in the dresses I select," Eloise offered.
Eloise noticed a spark in Jane's eyes.
"Really?" Jane responded.
"It doesn't mean you are to be bossy and try to have your way," said Damien.
