♪ first meetings ♪

Angelica had happened to be doing some travelling for the time being before she’d force herself into a loveless marriage, honestly, the Schuyler woman was starting to regret wearing such a long dress with all her undergarments under it, she let out a sigh. “I knew I should’ve ditched these skirts,” she muttered to herself, walking through a ground that was a little gross, especially compared to the streets of Manhattan, but who cares? She was lucky to even be here in a place different from that of where she had been raised.