Chapter 24 Etiquette Lessons
- Agnes
- I was jolted awake by the sound of my bedroom door swinging open. Squinting against the early morning light, I saw a group of maids bustling into the room, their arms filled with piles of fabric, brushes, and all sorts of random beauty tools.
- “Good morning, Luna Agnes,” one of them chirped, setting down a tray of ornate hairpins on my vanity.