Organising her ladyship's wedding is a task of such magnitude one feels somewhat inadequate to the task, regardless of one's years of experience in such things. It was for those reason that one decided one would hire a wedding planner and that one would provide consultation and oversight.

Of course, her ladyship would hear nothing of it and she remained adamant that one was more than capable and indicated that she would be most upset were one not to organise her special day. Of course, one couldn't complain and one must admit to feeling a certain flush of pride at her ladyship's praise, so one graciously accepted her demand and began making the plans myself.

One had planned on starting right away, but her ladyship insisted one get to know her good lady Miss Whitmore since in most prior times, one has been too busy with the household affairs to be properly introduced. She instructed me to set up a small, private luncheon. One complied, but one could not help but feel a little apprehension. Her ladyship is certain more, one might say familiar with her staff than her mother was, but to take lunch with oneself and her good lady was rather bold, even for her ladyship's usual inclinations. One must admit that one was unsure of how the event would end. One tries not to involve oneself with the ladyship's personal affairs and this luncheon would be a direct contradiction to that rule. One couldn't help but think being with her ladyship and her fiance might be somewhat uncomfortable, given their relationship. Such things aren't what one chooses to involves oneself in, but one must be tolerant of these things, less one proves oneself a hypocrit.

In truth, one would suppose that one has a certain eagerness to see what all the fuss is about and should be honoured to be thought of so highly by her ladyship as to be formally introduced to her ladyship's love.

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