In the evening, Eleanore and Stella had decided to go for a picnic in the hidden garden. Marina had set the tea table under the only tree the garden had, with the help of Amelia. She called Eleanore and Stella from the swing, where they were enjoying themselves for quite some time.
As they started walking to the table, Stella started talking about last night. "What had happened to you, Elle?" She asked, amused by her little show yesterday.
"What do you mean?" Eleanore turned to her, puzzled.
"You said that the grand duke barks a lot." She laughed replaying that scene in front of her eyes for the third time today. Everytime she thought about that event, she was impressed with herself for keeping her laugh in her mouth. For that laugh would have turned the amusing scene into a horror scene.
"I called him a dog?" Her eyes widened in horror. She couldn't believe her mouth. More than that, she couldn't believe she was still alive, after calling the monstrous grand duke a dog.
