How would she even wear such a thing? There was a certain allure the garment had, even she admitted that much, but Eve just could not see herself wearing it.
What would Theodore think of her?
She covered her eyes.
He would probably think she had gone mad.
"What will be the difference between me and a courtesan, mother?"
The women around giggled.
They were laughing at her?
Even her mother was amused. "You see, Everetta, even the most noble ladies seek to entice their husbands. There is nothing vile about tempting your husband to insanity. The difference between you," she poked her hand on Eve's chest, "and a courtesan is that you have a ring on your finger… and dignity. Besides, these garments are made from the most expensive silks and laces. It cost me a good fortune to gather this lot." Her mother gestured at the women gathered in the room.
Tea arrived just then and the women helped themselves to it.
