<div style="text-align: justify;">Marianne was relieved to know that her sister was home. She really needed someone to talk to right now. Knowing that her husband had blatantly invited his little whore to their home and she had not even had the decency to say no made the woman furious and hurt. Luckily for her, she would have the chance to talk to Elizabeth and just leave her house.<br/><br/>Seeing her sister, Marianne gave her a tight hug and kissed her cheek gently.<br/><br/>"Ah, sister, I am so happy to see you home", she replied, holding her sister's hand. "I believe you have gotten the invitations for the masquerade", Marianne started. "He invited his girl too. And of course, she said yes. I cannot believe I will have to have that whore in my house".<br/><br/>The woman was so devastated she was simply blurting it all out. "Do you know of the rumors?", she asked, hoping she wouldn't have to detail them out.<br/><br/><br/><br/>At Victoria's house, the young woman had started checking her dresses. Of course, she would have to wear something new, but having a balance on what she already had would be interesting. Maybe she even had something she had never worn around society, after all.<br/><br/>Picking out a purple dress, Victoria decided that would be the one she wanted. It was her favorite color, after all, and she had never wore it outside her home.<br/><br/>"Mary", she requested, sitting on her desk. "Please, have this note sent to my seamstress. I need her here today, so I can speak to her about an adjustment to my dress for the masquerade, and of course, my mask". While she spoke, the girl wrote her note and handed it to the woman.<br/><br/>After she was left alone, Victoria moved to her bed and sat there, picking up her needlework again. It was a good way to pass the time, after all.<br/><br/><br/><br/>While his wife was with her sister, Lord Allerton was out on a stroll of his own. He planned on visiting his mistress, but he also had a few calls to make before he could do that. It was never a bad idea to say hello to a friend or two.<br/><br/>The man was not too far from the first house where he intended to stop, when he noticed a very familiar face.<br/><br/>Lord Allerton stopped on his tracks, confused. Were his eyes playing a trick on him? Or was he actually seeing Mr. Forge?<br/><br/>Deciding that it wouldn't hurt to check it out, the man walked closer to the other gentleman, removing his hat when he saw that it was actually the one person he was thinking of. <br/><br/>"Mr. Forge? What a surprise!", he exclaimed sincerely. It wasn't as though he really expected to see Charles Forge walking around on his own.</div>