Chapter Eight
London
Arkwright Town House
Oxford Street
Annalise muttered her thanks to Ashton, her father's valet, as he helped her down the carriage. Once she stood firmly on her feet, she withdrew her grey gloved hands and offered a small smile.
"Shall we?" She looked at her mother and gave a small nod. Then again with her ladies in waiting, her father absent this time around, they started for Arkwright mansion where today's ball would be taking place.
For some reason, she found herself excited about this ball. In fact, she had looked forward to it all week, since the last which she debuted. Perhaps it was because her resolve of enjoying the feeling was catching up with her. Perhaps, it was because deep inside, she was just like other girls and after experiencing the grandeur that
