Chapter 7 A little world.

“Can’t believe you let her go.” Lizabeth was standing next to Mariama in the dressing room. They had chosen and paid for their favorite dresses, and were masking their features with those. “Lady Light doesn’t fight with dogs.” Mariama said. She was done with her own dress; a black sleeveless gown and a white jacket that she merely hung on her shoulders. Nancy on the other hand was done, but Lizabeth who chose a big gown that she deemed suitable for an older lady was still dealing with fixing the girdles and looking really right. “I guess it’s high time you tell me something about you ladies and Lana.” Nancy crackled a finger. She was damn ready to be part of the conversation that had been more of vengeful mutterings from Lizabeth. “The lady Lana, snatched her man.” Lizabeth did not think twice, she wanted Nancy to do something this time, knowing fully well that Mariama is ready to do nothing. Nancy made faces. It can’t be. Lady Light cannot just venture into marrying some random