“The new Duke feels that the best way to improve morale after the overthrow of the tyrants is to celebrate love. As such, the three of you will both be wed today after the new Duke is formally given his title.”
The other women cheered and clapped, but Jasmine felt stunned. The Countess noticed her lack of reaction and frowned at her.
“Is something amiss, Lady Jasmine?”
“Oh! Uh, no,” Jasmine said, abruptly remembering she had to act excited to marry Richard. “I am just worried about how my marriage to Richard will impact my current employment. After all, I am currently in debt to the Muscat family.”
“Not to worry. As an additional kindness, the new Duke will be paying off your debt after he is given the title and access to the duchy’s coffers. You will no longer have to be a wet nurse for mere peasant stock. Though if you wish to improve your status in high society further, I could make arrangements for you to continue your employment for nobility and even royalty. Those of noble or royal birth greatly prefer wet nurses who are not peasants.”
“I- I see,” Jasmine stammered.
“I can tell you are still hesitant. Do you worry about Pyotr and the twins?” the Countess asked. Taking the provided answer, Jasmine nodded silently. “I suspected as much. Nursing bonds one to an infant. Do not worry. I have already arranged for a wet nurse to come and tend to the infants once you leave. Though I doubt her breasts will be as bountiful as yours, she will do a fine job.”
“It is so sweet you are concerned about babies not your own,” Lady Felicity said to Jasmine. Jasmine forced a smile. The Countess clapped her hands.
“Ladies, come with me. First, we will watch the new Duke be given his title. Then, the three of you are to be wed!” Once again, the other women clapped. Jasmine hurriedly joined in. The Countess smiled at her. “Your husbands await.”
Jasmine followed the Countess and other brides out of the room. As they walked down the hall, her mind began to race. She could try to escape now, though there was no guarantee she would succeed, and even if she did, she would be on the run. Not to mention, she would likely have to leave Bry behind, a thought that made her chest ache with sadness. The other option was to go along with the wedding. With her debt paid off, she might be able to leave for Wind’s Grove that very night. Of course, then she would be wed to her former hunting partner.
The longer they walked, the fewer chances Jasmine had. She had to act now.