True to their word, her cousins began teaching Theora the rules of etiquette that very day; all of the new information suddenly felt like a wave she had to try not to be pulled under. If Mymesia had always been chatty, for the next few days it was like she was stuck on a continuous flow of explanations about why this rule applied there and not there, why she had to know who knew who and how they were related. Theora wondered if her cousin wasn't losing sight of the fact that she only had one party to attend before she'd most likely never see any of those people again.
"You haven't grown up getting to meet those people," Cylea explained when Theora groaned about it one afternoon as the three of them were in the drawing room. "If you get their ranks or names wrong, you could upset a whole
