So, at the day of the week, at the time of day, assigned for suitors to take up the challenge, with her dark eyes and her ragged clothes, she enters t...e palace.They question her, as they had questioned those before her, in the palace’s central court, where the King’s daughter, the courtiers, the servants, and many of the citizens and also visitors to the town have assembled.What is your name?— They call me you, there.What is your profession?— I am a goatherd.Where are your goats?— They have. The only alcoholic drink I hade ever had was a small glass of sherry at a family christening so when he offered to buy me a drink I hadn't a clue what else to ask for. When he then asked if I wanted sweet or dry sherry I nearly choked!! 'Sweet' I managed to stammer. We took a table in the corner of the lounge bar and he settled in to ask me about myself, what I wanted to do with my life etc. all very attentive and flattering. The sherry wasn't bad after I got used to the taste and he bought. Not only her wedding dress but the clothes that she would wear making the visits to as many society matrons as possible in the days after the wedding had to be fitted. The services in church followed the pattern of all the other preparations. She had a speaking role, but nobody had consulted her about what she was to say. At the ball afterwards, she didn’t even get to select her dance partners. The first dance was with George. She had never danced with either of her brothers, and she found that. Already, this was getting her hot."I will follow Dr. Susan's instructions exactly so that I may become the perfect Wifey for my husband."Jane paused for just an instant, was she really willing to follow Dr. Susan so blindly?But quickly she decided to go for it. "I will do everything that Dr. Susan wants me to do so that I may become the perfect Wifey for my husband." In for a penny ... she thought to herself."Very good, Jane. What we just did will become a daily ritual for you. It's good to.