“And sometimes, that’s all right. The reality is we can’t understand everything.”
“Then, I suppose, as long as you’re happy?—”
“I am.”
“And he treats you right?—”
“He does.”
“—then I can be happy for you, even if I don’t understand.”
“Thank you, Amber. I hope you and His Grace have a long and happy life together.
EPILOGUE
A FEW MONTHS LATER
“You look beautiful!” Rose gasped.
“Do you really think so?” Amber asked, turning in front of the mirror, chewing on her lip.
“Of course, I do. You make the perfect Spring bride.”
“You have to say that. You’re my maid.”
“Have you ever known me to give false compliments?”
“Yes,” Amber laughed, joy bubbling inside her. “I feel as though you do almost every night!”
“When!?”
“Every time when I go out, you tell me I am going to be the most beautiful girl at the ball, party, or afternoon tea. Whatever the occasion, I am the loveliest.”
“I only say it because it’s true.”
Amber scoffed, rolling her eyes, but the smile on her face gave away the good nature of the gesture. “It can’t always be true.”
“I mean it. It is! The Duke is going to be blown away when he sees you.”
Amber grinned. “Even if you are just saying it for my sake, thank you. I do hope you’re right.”
“Of course, I am right! And I would never say things just to stroke your ego!”
“No, never,” Amber rolled her eyes.
Rose chuckled. “But seriously, regardless of whether you take my compliment as genuine or not, I want you to know that I am so incredibly happy for you.”
“Thank you. I hope you meet someone someday too.”
Rose chuckled, placing another pin in Amber’s hair. “Thank you, but I think that is still a long time off.”
“Who knows? You might meet someone when we get to Easton Manor.”
“If I’m honest, I haven’t even thought that far ahead yet.”
“No? But why not?”
She chuckled. “I’m just glad that I get to stay with you.”