Rebecca: Excuse me… Are you Countess Reglay? I am… Rebecca. It is an honor…
Louise: Well, aren’t you polite! I am Louise. And the honor is all mine.
Rebecca: Ah! Ahh… Yes, m’lady.
Louise: It is always a pleasure finding new fellow archers.
Rebecca: …Um… Countess Reglay.
Louise: Please. Call me Louise.
Rebecca: Oh, err, then… You can just call me Rebecca! Wait! You already do… Oh! I sound so stupid!
Louise: Please, Rebecca…relax. That’s it…deep breaths… Do you feel better?
Rebecca: Ah, thank you. Err, this might be sudden, but I have to ask you for a favor…
Louise: What is it, dear? I would do anything in my power.
Rebecca: Please… Teach me how to be a proper lady!
Louise: …So, Dear, why do you feel you need my help? You are already so very charming just as you are!
Rebecca: Charming is not enough! I want to be graceful and elegant like you, Louise!
Louise: May I trouble you to ask why?
Rebecca: There’s…someone I fancy. But I’m just a rough country girl… I think maybe he doesn’t see me as a refined lady…
Louise: …Rebecca, manners and carriage alone do not make one a lady. Certainly, I had to learn the ways of the court… But my husband, Lord Pent, did not marry me for those.
Rebecca: Do you mean that?
Louise: Haha… I do! I was 14… about your age now, I believe? Count Reglay had gathered as many as 20 women to consider…
Rebecca: Twenty women!?
Louise: Before Lord Pent would see them, each had to exhibit a special skill. Everyone was eager to demonstrate the qualities of a good wife… And…I was one of those women trying so hard to impress him. They were all highborn ladies of Etruria. They sang, danced, played music, and composed poetry… And I could not have outdone them in any of those arts…
Rebecca: So…then…how did he come to choose you?
Louise: …I said to Lord Pent, “My skill is with the bow.” And then… “My sweet lord, if you choose me, I will protect you to life’s end.”
Louise: My face was flushed after I spoke, and the room filled with laughter. …I could feel their scorn, as if to say “foolish girl!” But one of them…smiled. And he looked down at me with the kindest eyes… It was…Lord Pent.
Louise: “I have never met a girl whose heart was so clear, Louise,” he said, and he then took my hand. …I felt like I was being lifted into heaven… So, dear Rebecca… Instead of doubting yourself… Show the one you love your true heart. Don’t underestimate yourself. You are one of the loveliest girls I have ever seen. I give you my word.
Rebecca: Lady Louise… Thank you! I’ll do my best!