father ~daughter

The tea party invitation bore a date four days in the future. "Good day, Lady Helen Mackil. I trust you are faring well in the aftermath of the recent incident involving yourself and the prince. Allow me to extend an invitation to a small tea party event, to be held in four days' time, where all the exquisite young ladies of the East Palace shall gather. It would be an honor if you could grace us with your presence," the invitation succinctly stated. Helen, a woman of unwavering resolve, refused to be deterred by the knowledge that the empress sought amusement in pitting two ladies against each other for the prince's affections. She was well aware that Lady Clivat would also be among the invitees.

Upon receiving the invitation, Helen consulted Jannat, her faithful companion, who promptly set about preparing an orange dress adorned with intricate black embroidery. "Yes, Miss. I shall promptly instruct the dresser to fashion the attire," Jannat replied dutifully. Later that day, Helen approached her father, the Duke, seeking his permission to attend the event. The Duke, bearing concern in his eyes, was aware that Lady Clivat's presence would pose a challenge. He inquired if Helen would be able to handle the situation. In response, Helen nodded confidently, a gentle smile gracing her lips, as she reassured him, "Dad, fear not. Your daughter possesses a strength that transcends romantic entanglements. I shall no longer shed tears over a prince's love."

Intrigued by Helen's words, the Duke pressed further, seeking clarification. Helen, maintaining her composure, calmly expressed her desire to terminate her engagement with the crown prince. "I refuse to confine my dreams within the confines of a palace," she explained. Overwhelmed with joy, tears welled up in the Duke's eyes. "My dear child, while I may not always be reliable, know that I will spare no effort in helping you achieve your aspirations. If your heart truly yearns for the prince, you need not relinquish your desires," he offered, his voice filled with affection. However, Helen's smile remained unwavering as she responded, "No, Father. I shall no longer be bound by the chains of unrequited love for a prince who cares naught for me." Helen's words struck a chord within the Duke, and he embraced her tightly, tenderly patting her head. "My daughter, you are growing at an astonishing pace, exhibiting remarkable maturity," he murmured, his heart brimming with pride.