Chapter 165: Boring Opera

The opulent opera house buzzed with a peculiar energy. Ladies adorned in shimmering silks rustled their fans, gentlemen in powdered wigs cleared their throats, and a hushed anticipation hung heavy in the air. Jane, a rare visitor to the capital city, felt a mix of excitement and apprehension. The world of opera seemed so far removed from the quiet routine of Haverbroks, and yet, here she was, sandwiched between her ever-effervescent friend Hyacinth and the ever-composed Olivia. The lights dimmed, plunging the audience into a hushed darkness. A hush fell over the crowd, punctuated only by the excited whispers of Hyacinth who, despite attending the opera regularly, remained blissfully ignorant of the need for silence. The curtains rose, revealing a grand stage bathed in soft light. The story, a melodramatic tale of forbidden love and star-crossed lovers, unfolded in a flurry of soaring arias and passionate declarations. Jane, despite the unfamiliar language,found herself captivated by