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Chapter 31

The Elephant in the Room

At a lavish Victorian dinner party, a strange guest brings a full-grown elephant into the room, yet the polite nobles refuse to acknowledge it, pretending everything is normal.

Ignoring an Obvious Problem4 min

A Matter of Proper Decorum

In Victorian England, society ran on rules. Every glance, every word, every polite cough was carefully managed. Nowhere was this more true than at a formal dinner party.

Lord Ashworth and Lady Eleanor were masters of this world. Their London townhouse gleamed. Their dinner parties were legendary. Guests arrived in their finest, ready for an evening of proper conversation and excellent food.

On this particular evening, the cream of society gathered. Dukes, duchesses, esteemed professors, and sharp-witted ladies filled the drawing-room. The air hummed with polite chatter, a delicate dance of wit and social grace.

Every detail was perfect. Silver gleamed. Crystal sparkled. The scent of roasted pheasant drifted from the kitchen. It was an evening designed for flawless execution, where no one dared to cause a ripple.

The Grand Entrance

Then came the moment for dinner. Lord Ashworth clapped his hands, a signal for guests to proceed to the dining hall. The heavy oak doors swung open.

But instead of the usual serene dining room, a rather large, grey, and wrinkled form stood there. It had enormous ears and a trunk that seemed to survey the room with a surprising amount of curiosity.

A full-grown elephant stood directly in the center of the grand dining hall. It was massive. It barely fit through the doorway.

A collective, silent gasp nearly escaped the guests. Eyes widened. Jaws almost dropped. But Victorian etiquette was a powerful force. No one made a sound.

Lord Ashworth, beaming, gestured grandly. 'My friends, I trust you find my new acquisition, Bartholomew, quite… striking. He is, I believe, a most unusual conversation starter.'

The elephant gave a soft trumpet sound. A few guests clutched their pearls. Still, no one spoke of the actual elephant.

Dinner with Bartholomew

The guests somehow managed to find their seats. This was no easy task, as Bartholomew took up a good deal of the room. Servants expertly navigated around his immense legs, trying not to spill the soup.

Lady Eleanor, ever the hostess, simply smiled and began discussing the weather. A duke launched into a detailed account of his latest hunting trip. A professor debated the merits of ancient Greek philosophy.