An Unlikely Countess (2010)
An Unlikely Countess
“On seeing it, she had to hide her disappointment. Black had never suited her—it made her look sallow—and the flat black of the crape was very black indeed. It made Prudence think of soot. The fit of the skirt and bodice was adequate, but there’d been no time for ornamentation. It was simply plain, black, and unbecoming.
“Do you perhaps have braid or beading for it?” she asked.
“I’m afraid not, milady. With the sudden need for mourning we used all we had, and we’ve not yet replaced it.”
So this was all she had to wear to church on Sunday, and she’d be judged by it. She gave thanks and praise, however, for clearly everyone had worked hard to make such progress in a short while.
Might the blue be better? But when she asked about it, Mistress Sawyer pulled a face. “I’m afraid it didn’t take the dye well, milady.”
She took Prudence to where the gown was hung out to dry.
The blue had become a muddy gray and the new embroidery, so carefully color-matched, was now a stark black that made the ...gray look worse.MoreLess
“Do you perhaps have braid or beading for it?” she asked.
“I’m afraid not, milady. With the sudden need for mourning we used all we had, and we’ve not yet replaced it.”
So this was all she had to wear to church on Sunday, and she’d be judged by it. She gave thanks and praise, however, for clearly everyone had worked hard to make such progress in a short while.
Might the blue be better? But when she asked about it, Mistress Sawyer pulled a face. “I’m afraid it didn’t take the dye well, milady.”
She took Prudence to where the gown was hung out to dry.
The blue had become a muddy gray and the new embroidery, so carefully color-matched, was now a stark black that made the ...gray look worse.MoreLess
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