One week ago
Adelaide
Alexandria's party was over except for a few remaining gentlemen with Alton in his study. They were talking and laughing. I didn't need to enter to know they were also drinking. I didn't care. Part of me hoped they'd continue until after I was asleep, and he was too drunk to notice.
On my way to our suite, I passed the kitchen and reminded the staff to clean each room as well as the patio. I had few responsibilities: the manor and the household staff were two of them. When we woke in the morning, if so much as a stray glass was found, I'd be the one to hear about it.
Other than the little blow-up in Alton's office, I wanted to think the night was a success. Alton was happy that Senator Higgins and Severus Davis were among the attendees. I didn't see Marisa Davis tonight. Perhaps she had her own party planned. Not everyone had as open a marriage as those two. I shook my head. The world was changing.