close your eyes and feel me

9

It had only been a week since Charlotte had arrived in London, and she was already exhausted! Susan was taking her on daily adventures, from the moment they were up until far after the sun was down.

They went to the markets, amongst everyone else - even if they didn't walk in the filthy streets-  which Charlotte was more than happy about. She did not miss for a second every little excitement of the city.

They went to coffee houses, where they had the privilege to taste not only coffee but new exotic fruits such as bananas and pineapples. Charlotte abstained herself from speaking up about her last experience with the particular fruit and was rather very much pleased, and certainly relieved, to see the fruit looking so juicy and yellow. On one special occasion, Lady Susan was introduced to something called chocolate, and the two women couldn't hide the bitterness of the product.

- "I could not dare tell this poor man that this thing he had the audacity to call a sweet was so bitter on my tongue!" Laughed Lady Susan as they walked to their carriage.

The two giggled like teenage girls.

- "He looked so proud of his product, Susan, I think you would have broken his heart!" Exclaimed Charlotte, her hand on her mouth as she was laughing.

When they arrived back home, a letter came for the woman of the house.

-"Oh my, Charlotte! It seems like we're going out tonight!"

- "Is it for another sweet-tasting, Susan? " jokingly said Charlotte

-" For a small reunion with friends, actually. You'll see, there will be tons of intellectuals that will blow your mind!" 

Charlotte couldn't stop herself from smiling. This day had been so good to her and she couldn't see tonight as anything else but a very exciting and fun night ahead.

She giggled, wondering what she would wear. 

Sidney Parker arrived in London the day before, to his great disappointment. Has the situation had been different, his stay in the capital would have been a pleasure, as he sure does love the city. Only, the two women of his life were here, and both of their presence in London was causing him a great deal of pain.

Had he had not been the trophy at Eliza's arm - because yes, he could tell-  he wouldn't have been so distant with everyone. 

Eliza was walking with her head high, proud of herself. Sidney looked like he had a hangover and seemed ready to punch someone in the face.

The truth is that both Eliza and Sidney were in a state of anger. Only, there was one of them able to hide it better than the other.

- "We are going out, tonight."  Simply said, Eliza. "There's a soirée with some of my friends and people you surely knows, it'll be interesting."

Sidney growled, unhappy.

- "Is it really necessary that I come? Your nobles friends are not who I would like to see"  he said.

- "Oh, I know who you would like to see," she hissed under her breath before saying out loud "There are influential people that will be there, Sidney, what kind of businessman would spit on such an opportunity?"

She left without giving him any chances to talk. It seemed that Sidney Parker was going out tonight.

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- "Miss Heywood, what is your father's position in society?"

The question came from a certain gentleman that she had not yet remembered the name. He was holding a glass of wine firmly between in his hands. Charlotte thought to herself that the man was perhaps having too much fun with the alcohol and didn't make any fuss out of his question.