Lilias dressed in the most beautiful new gown she owned. It was the most delicate blush in color. The bodice was covered in intricate and ornate details, but the skirt was flowy and ethereal-almost magical in its floating quality.
"Oh, your Ladyship! It's the most gorgeous and magical gown I've ever seen!" Aisling exclaimed.
Lilias smiled in gratitude.
"Isn't it? Archie had it sent from Paris."
Aisling knew Lilias and Archie were going to the garden to take photographs to try out his camera.
"He wants you to look like a queen in fairytale, I suppose." Aisling giggled. "You always do, anyway. He knows that."
Lilias blushed.
"You're a darling." Lilias hugged her and then asked. "Are you well? How's your little one today?" Lilias gestured towards Aisling's belly.
"Quite good, Milady. Thank you." Aisling responded placing her hand over her own growing belly.
"Gregory takes such good care of us."
"Happy to hear. Look, I don't want you on your feet so much. I don't want you to work so hard below stairs. Beyond helping me here, you must rest more. I imagine you're easily tired of late."
"I am getting enough rest, Milady. You needn't worry." Aisling nodded.
"Good.
What luck! It's not raining today." Lilias continued, changing the subject.
Medlock then appeared in the doorframe eyeing Lilias up and down.
In her mind, her voice said...'What frivolity and nonsense. Such an extravagant gown that will be ruined outdoors.'
The jealously swarmed through her.
"Oh, Mrs. Medlock. Is Archie waiting for me?"
"Yes, you will meet his Lordship at the bottom of the stairs. He's there now."