PHOTO PROMPT © Roger Bultot
“I can’t walk in this ensemble let alone descend stairs elegantly.” The whalebone corset was fastened so tightly, Elizabeth could hardly breathe.
“Hold your head high and compose yourself,” her mother tutored. “Your future husband could be among the suitors downstairs. You need to impress so you can choose from them, rather than having to accept the only request for your hand.”
“I am aware of the importance, mother,” she retorted. Not having a large dowry on offer, she had to use her other assets to full advantage.
Elizabeth summoned her courage, breathed in deeply and took her first step.
Word Count: 100
Written for Friday Fictioneers – a 100 words story based on a photo prompt. Hosted by Rochelle. Read the other entries here.