Her mother stared at her, then shook her head. “Nonsense. Why would you wish to reject his invitation? He is the brother of the Duke of Waign, a very influential and important man in these parts. It is an honour to be in the presence of him and his lovely wife.” Abigail sighed. “I do realise this, mother, but I’m not certain I’m in the right frame of mind to be around people of such status at present. I don’t wish for them to look down on me and think I am trying to be someone I’m not. I will feel out of place there.”
Why are they sooo robotic
