She asked about my ‘ladies in waiting’ – I blinked, having no idea what she was talking about – before recommending her own daughter with glow...ing praise. I stumbled my way through the conversation, promising I would consider her recommendation if I ever decided to have ladies-in-waiting, which she made sound like servants who happened to have noble parents. I don’t even like having normal servants, never mind having ones with titles.Bann Alfstanna saved me from further discussion, and we. ”, she shouted up the stairs. I was dressed, packed and ready to go in less than 10 minutes. As I carried my gear downstairs I saw that my step-mom had already packed her things and had them sitting by the door. We loaded them into the car and off we went.Being that we live so far north and it was the middle of November, it was blistering cold outside. Not quite freezing, but still in the low 40s. It’d be colder in the mountains but perfect camping weather.After a three hour drive, we got to. She wore the wig only this very first time. Later at other more public events she occasionally wore an eye mask. When we entered the door she even put on her sunglasses.The place was not really crowded and we found a place on a couch where we could oversee most of the facility. After a while Agnes tension eased and she took off her sunglasses. We were the only couple in the lounge area. Two other couples sat at the bar and in a neighboring corner. About 8 single men were hanging around waiting. So far she had allowed him to kiss her on the cheek after lunch. Maybe this time they would go a little further.The road became a track, then a series of joined up potholes until he told her that he didn't want to go any further. He maneuvered the car under the canopy of the forest and slipped the keys into his pocket. The path, which he seemed to recognise, led away from the road into the green expanse of trees and vines. Lauren noticed the distant shouts from animals and the background noise.