"I find that hard to believe, you don't strike me as a person who lives out her days in her manor and does nothing but act pretty."
Celia gulped at my words, like I'd uncovered her dark secret.
"I have read everything about the other noble ladies, and it shows each house is famous for something, but not quite involving the woman. What if all that can change?"
"What are you asking?"
"You're also the voice of the noble ladies. I figured as much when you spoke up rather than indulge in murmurs. Take my proposition to them, I'd like an answer in week time."'
"I admire your visions, Your Majesty. Not even the Dowager or the queen before her has ever thought of what you did today, and for that, you have my respect. But..."
"But?"
"What you're asking is nearly impossible, for it's as you said, the noble ladies are entitled brats, why would they think twice about giving up their life of luxury for a serious one. They leave all that with the male leaders of their families."
