"What in the world is going on here?" Ohara asked shocked as she walked into the main hall. Everything was different from what she had planned, the colours did not match the ones she picked, neither did the silverware, tablecloths and ribbons, everything had changed.
"Oh my lady, you are here." Called the maid whom had attended to Ohara the last time she was here.
"Yes, I am, why does everything look so different? This is not what I chose." Ohara looked around in horror. This was the complete opposite of everything she had chosen, which meant it was the complete opposite of Angelica's taste.
"Umm, I am sorry my lady, but I cannot answer that, the one who can is Lady—"
"Ahh, you must be Duchess Ohara, was a pleasure it is to finally meet you." Pippa smiled walking into the hall.
Ohara turned to face as while the maid took her escape, she did not need Pippa targeting her.
"Yes, I am, I am sorry but, who are you?" Ohara asked.
