I turned to it, seeing her beautiful frowning face through the shutters. I grinned, and Brax stepped away. I turned just as the door opened. My mother looked over me, rolling her eyes before pulling me in for a hug.
“Do the wolves not have gossip in the city?” she asked, pulling back, then looking over Brax as he closed the door. “Surely they understand the consequences of wearing your nightgown into the village?”
I smiled at Mother, who was still just as beautiful in one of her nicer dresses, a white underlay with a royal blue corset layer over top.
It was simple, but made her look so elegant. Not anything like my own plain white one with a few ruffles.
At least this one had sleeves.
“Nobody cares what I wear there.” I shrugged, and she sighed.
“That is obvious. Never mind, you are
