“Lady Milena, I really don’t like this,” sighed Dinah.
“Don’t start, Dinah, Olivia annoyed me all afternoon already.”
Her Human maid sighed, and exchanged a look with Olivia, who was silently sitting on her left. Really, their mistress was too bold and reckless. The three women were in a carriage, headed downtown. For once, there was no escort, no knights with them. Blanche was resting on Milena’s lap, in her usual silver cat appearance, purring under her lady’s caresses.
“It’s strange to see you wearing one of our dresses…”
None of Milena’s dresses would have been humble enough to enter the House of Dreams discreetly. Hence, she had borrowed one of theirs. This way, people who would see her would think she was a member of the low-nobility hiding between her maids, perhaps, but nothin
