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If someone asked Alina what opinion she had left from the evening to which she was invited, she would answer: “I got into a fairy tale, scrolled back the story and saw how aristocrats live, how they communicate at parties, admired on the estate, which glows with lights from afar, inviting to itself, to the beautiful outfits of ladies and respectable men.

And that was her first impression of what she saw. She was a little deafened by what was happening around her, the beautiful estate of the Countess Mancini, the lights and cars that constantly drove up to the front door. The master took care of all the transportation, so Alina only had to look according to the requirements.

Having received the advice of the master to hide the shameful lack of smell, she already habitually after playing with baby Angelina hugged her wholeheartedly, after passing the baby to Francesca. And with trepidation she went to the first party in this life to the very cream of Naples society. The evening began ca