Chapter 52 Autumn Gala Preparations

• A frantic, bustling morning abruptly enveloped the entire sprawling castle. The chaotic echo of a hundred servants’ hurried footsteps rang out from every stone corridor.
• Footmen scrambled past carrying endless yards of rich silk drapery, towering crystal vases overflowing with fresh blooms, and massive, thick wax candles. Flocks of maids were feverishly busy hanging intricate golden ornaments high along the vaulted walls of the main hall. Massive, heavy oak dining tables were being meticulously arranged, draped in pristine white linens and set with gleaming, polished silver plates.
• Standing like a ruthless general amid the swirling commotion, Dowager Duchess Rosaura commanded the center of the room. She scrutinized her subordinates’ every frantic move with a terrifyingly stern, unforgiving expression.