Comprehensive Victoria's Secret

Prom plays a very important role in the social season.Dungal asked Albert for help and was responsible for sending out invitations.

It wasn't until this time that Elizabeth realized Estelle's ability, and everything was properly arranged up and down.

The banquet list, menu arrangement, as well as the band and dress, Estelle arranged very well.

"Mom... I don't want to try them on anymore..." Even if Elizabeth liked those jeweled costumes, Estelle couldn't resist asking her to try them on one by one endlessly.

Elizabeth was very broken, and Estelle was still complaining: "You know, this is the beginning of your entering the social world, and it is directly related to whether you can marry a good husband in the future... Liz! Are you listening!"

Estelle yelled at her daughter angrily, and Elizabeth shivered in fright.

"None of these dresses are suitable for you." Estelle confirmed this matter after searching through all the antique dresses at home: "Then we will customize one for you."

"Charles Worth has a shop in London, and we'll go to his shop."

In this regard, Elizabeth has no right to speak, and can only listen to her obediently.

Fortunately, the process of customizing the dress was smooth, and Elizabeth finally got the only good news these days.

On March 3, Elizabeth's birthday, there were no other social events.Since getting up in the morning, Elizabeth hasn't eaten a bite, so she can tighten her waist so that she can tighten it.

"The Duke and Duchess of Albert!"

"Lord and Lady Randolph!"

"Sir Henry!"

"The Earl and Lady Beaconsfield!"

……

Elizabeth stood numb, smiling, smiling... Her facial muscles were about to cramp.

"Prince of Wales, Earl of Chester, Duke of Cornwall, Duke of Rotersey, His Royal Highness Edward, Earl of Dublin!"

Elizabeth flicks, royals!What a fucking dog!

In a place like England, if something goes wrong among members of the nobility, they will be ridiculed for a while, and if they do something to members of the royal family, they may commit a crime!

Elizabeth heard Estelle behind her say, "Why did the Prince of Wales come here? We..."

Dungal comforted his wife and daughter softly: "Don't worry, Liz, you've done a good job, just salute."

Elizabeth complied, but with the arrival of Prince Edward, another problem arose.

According to the traditional practice, when the music starts to be played, it is the most senior male among the guests and the hostess or daughter of the host family who are in charge of dancing.

Because it was Elizabeth's birthday party, it was obvious that she was in charge of starting the dance. I thought she only needed to dance with the duke Albert. As an uncle, Elizabeth obviously wouldn't have any scandals with him. And Albert is skilled at dancing, even if there is something not so good, he can help Elizabeth bring it over.

As a result, it has now been replaced by a prince with a false name, as long as it is her biological parents, they will worry about her.

Elizabeth tried to stay calm until the dance started.

The opening dance was obviously a square dance. Elizabeth danced very hard. She stood in the first place and danced around Dosido with Prince Edward-if it was a disco, Elizabeth would still dance.Of course, she still dances now.

The steps of the square dance were as slow as walking. Elizabeth was careful not to have any intimate physical contact with Prince Edward except for the steps. She obediently danced the entire opening dance, followed by the waltz.

Elizabeth was very careful, trying not to step on each other's feet.

"Your waltz is very good, Miss Morgan." Elizabeth didn't expect that Edward would take the initiative to speak.

"Thank you for your compliment, Your Highness." Elizabeth was very well-behaved.

"This dance requires relaxation. You seem a little nervous."

Elizabeth quickly thought of a way to answer: "Probably because I didn't know that I would dance with the future King of England at my 17th birthday ball."

"Nor would I have thought of it," Edward said. "Dancing with a girl who is as beautiful as a ray of light at night fills almost every nerve of mine with excitement."

"Thank you for your compliment, it makes me feel honored." Elizabeth replied with a smirk.

The dance music is slowly turning, and Elizabeth has jumped more and more into the state. The whole song, Elizabeth is in a very serious and rigid state. No matter how Edward praises, Elizabeth will thank him, and then express that she is very honored and will never accept it. Any ambiguous olive branch—even if she doesn’t know that His Royal Highness is the future Edward VII, she also knows that this man accepted the marriage arranged by his parents because of the death of Prince Albert. Elizabeth will not leave her good countess alone Not to be a mistress.

It's finally the end of a song - Generally speaking, it's best to start exchanging dance partners at the end of each song at a dance party, but it's not always the case. If the dancing with a partner is still unfinished, they can dance to three songs in a row.

But fortunately, when the song stopped slightly, Elizabeth was replaced by someone else.

Elizabeth thanked the person who saved her from the bottom of her heart: "Ron? Why you?"

"Uncle Dungal asked me." Ron supported her waist: "I noticed that even the back of your feet are tense. It's a blasphemy to waltz."

"Hahahaha..." Elizabeth smiled. "After all, I am dancing with a future British king."

"Well, it seems that you may not know the result of the relationship between the last king named Edward and a beautiful Miss Elizabeth." Ron sarcastically, but he worked hard to make her relax.

Elizabeth accepted her cousin's kindness: "You mean Elizabeth Woodville and Edward IV?"

"Yeah, it seems that your history is very good."

"Thanks, at least I'm not a fool, but thank you for your help today, otherwise my feet will be tense all night, I bet I will have cramps."

"We are cousins, Elizabeth, we are cousins."

"Yeah, we're cousins, we're blood relatives," said Elizabeth. "The same blood runs through our blood, so Ron, we're at least allies, aren't we?"

"We are blood relatives." Ron emphasized it very coldly, and at the same time led her to continue dancing.

"Is there anything you fancy at this ball?"

"I don't know what I can choose," Elizabeth said: "Although love is sung in poetry, but when everyone chooses a spouse, they look at their identity, status, title and property. I don't think I have any choice." Good one, how about you?"

"According to my father's thoughts, he seems to have an idea for me to marry a nobleman in Germany or France." Ron said, "He will find a way to help me find a suitable bride."

"Do you need help then?"

"No, but if you have not found a suitable partner by the time of the wedding, I will persuade my bride to give you her bouquet."

"Thank you so much."

A piece of music ends again, and Elizabeth changes again.

One...one...and one...Elizabeth felt dizzy from dancing, and a normal dance party usually lasted until about three o'clock in the morning.Elizabeth felt that maybe in the era of WiFi, she could even stay up all night reading novels and playing on the computer by herself, but for the current Elizabeth, she simply couldn’t be able to dance for that long.

So, after dancing ten pieces in a row, Elizabeth sat aside to rest for an excuse.

She was wearing a tight evening dress, and Estelle stretched her waist to the tightest as usual.Wearing high-heeled boots on the feet, the feet are completely jumping.

She longed to find a place to untie her girdle, and then take off these sinful shoes.But today Estelle tied her up so tightly that she couldn't move at all.If you want to take off this shit, you have to wait for her to find someone to help.Or you have to wait until no one is around to tear these things off with your bare hands.

Sitting aside, took a sip from a glass of wine, and then struggled to keep it from bouncing out of her stomach, Elizabeth felt miserable.Can't drink wine, can't eat food - God knows she has been hungry all day!

Looking at the twirling men and women at the ball, Elizabeth expressed her sincere admiration. How did they manage to spin for so long?

"Miss Morgan, would you like some champagne?" Getting a drink at a dance is a very common way to strike up a conversation.

"No, thank you, the girdle restricts my ability to drink." Elizabeth shook her head and refused.

The man was not discouraged: "Lieutenant Commander Brighton Smith of the Royal Navy is at your service, may I have the honor to ask you to dance once?"

It is impolite to refuse someone's invitation, so Elizabeth stood up bitterly and continued to dance with him.

It was rare that this man did not have the accent commonly possessed by those nobles. His tone was very lively, with some British humor.

"It seems that Miss Morgan didn't like this ball for your birthday?"

Elizabeth didn't want to say more: "Because I don't like letting my feet stick to the floor all night."

"Dancing was a treat, actually, and we had to rely on rum to get us through the long days at sea."

He began to describe to Elizabeth life in the navy, sailing at sea, rum, singing and fishing.Brighton can speak well and describe many things as moving as Shakespeare's sonnets.

"You are a very interesting man." Elizabeth felt that this was probably the only interesting person in the whole ball.

Soon, a piece of music ended again, and Brighton thoughtfully sent her aside to rest: "Since Miss Morgan doesn't want her feet to stick to the floor, as a gentleman, naturally she can't embarrass the lady."

He also stood on the side, which made Elizabeth still nervous except her feet were relaxed, so she smiled slightly: "I don't like waltzes, but it doesn't mean that I want to delay others' enjoyment by myself. Go ahead, Mr. Major who can speak well. .”

Elizabeth quietly loosened her girdle a little, which finally made her breathing easier. The lights in the hall illuminated her face covered in sweat, and Elizabeth poured herself a glass of fruit juice with difficulty to make up for the lost water.This dance was going to kill her.

The biggest benefit brought about by the arrival of Prince Edward is probably that most people's attention is focused on him, while Elizabeth's attention is not so high.

It was already late at night, and Dungal and Estelle had already finished dancing and were chatting on the side. Elizabeth decisively and quietly lifted her skirt, taking advantage of everyone not paying attention——she quietly left the party without telling everyone. hall.

The author has something to say: This Prince Edward will be Edward VII in the future. Because he did not learn well, Prince Albert caught a cold when he came back to visit him, and died of illness, so Queen Victoria never forgave him , has not taught him government affairs, but after Edward VII ascended the throne, unexpectedly is a very good king (for England)

The reputation of this guy is actually very wide. It is said that there are very few male kings in England who are good husbands. The more famous ones are Henry VII and William the Conqueror. These two spent their entire lives guarding their wives.