Epilogue

Six years later.

“Tasha! Where are you?”

Lilia is standing at the bottom of the stairs in a sea-glass green colored off-shoulder gown and looking up. She sees Esther stepping down the stairs in a halter neck gown of the same shade as hers.

“Have you seen Tasha?” Lilia asks her.

“She was with me like five minutes ago, and then she went downstairs.”

Lilia groans.

“I can’t see her anywhere.”

“She’ll turn up,” Esther says, now climbing downstairs, “she is very excited for the day after all.”

Lilia smiles, “Yeah, she is. I’ll check with the men. Maybe she is there. Does Sabina need anything else?”

“Not for now. I just gave her her perfume of demand. She wants everything to be perfect! Honestly, I don’t blame her.”

“Mumma.”

A voice comes from their right, and they see a small blonde-haired girl in a light green frilled frock running towards them from the hall.

“There you are!” Lilia exclaims. “I was looking for you everywhere. Where did you go?”

“I was with Uncle Ty. He said he wanted to se