*Summer*

The gray dress is serviceable and as the dinner is more about business than pleasure, it will suffice.

I keep telling myself that for the remainder of the afternoon as I finish up the last of the invitations and divide them into the ones Robin can deliver in the city and those that will need to be dispatched to the countryside. In spite of me leaving pack Society behind, I have kept up with the gossip sheets and know who is in Town and who isn’t.

The amount of ink given to covering the high packs is quite telling. It would have been better spent writing about the impoverished,...