"...the truth is that we have no idea how I came to be here, but sure, we can pretend I landed in a different room of the house."

"And a few hours earlier I suppose. That we don't know how you came to be here at all is likely acceptable, people will guess it was related to a wild demon most likely. Will Narnia have its own empowered?"

"Is it too weird if we don't? I might not have all the details straight enough."

"I think it would be odd but others won't."

"...why would you be the only person to notice this would be odd?"

"People will like to flatter themselves that our part of the world is particularly special. Not everyone will believe you based on this, but enough will to form a social consensus."

"I guess I can say 'not that I know of' and leave open the possibility that privacy on the topic is very effective."

"That would work."

"Anything else?"

"I don't believe so. There is an hour before we leave so I should be off to prepare myself. I'll meet you outside at my carriage." Possibly she should arrange for a second carriage in the future but its permissible to occasionally travel to an event with a male guest who one is not courting.

"...are there preparatory steps I should be taking."

"You should wash, and then choose and don one of the outfits you agreed upon with the tailor - I can send a servant if you'd prefer help navigating doing so. Avoid orange, red, or green so we do not match - though I don't expect you have any options in those colors as Mr. Hull is no less aware of the season's fashions than I."

"I do not know how to tie a cravat, nor what the standard washing procedure without running water might be, so yes, send someone please."

"Of course. Possibly tommorow we can find you someone permanent for your stay but for the moment my head maid's husband will have to suffice."

"I expect he knows both of those things. Do I need to figure out some means of self-support, financially. Is that a vulgar thing to contemplate if I'm a duke. Does it being vulgar mean I don't need to do it or just that I need to do it without help."

"It's customary for a host to provide for their guests so you will not need to do so. It would also be considered unseemly of you to try, as my society is extremely unreasonable."

"Right, but is it in fact feasible for me to be your guest indefinitely?"

"It will be acceptable for the year or two it will take me to find a husband, at which point I can try to persuade either him or my grandfather to support you." 

"Okay. Thank you for your hospitality. See you in an hour."

He goes to get servant assistance with bathing and dressing from the maid's husband. He can mostly borrow the shamelessness he'd have about this if he were severely backlashed, without having to actually be.

Bathing need only be his hands and face if he's bathed his body relatively recently and hasn't done strenous physical activity. Getting dressed isn't very complicated with help but clearly would have been without.

He had a shower before his mysterious departure from Narnia and hasn't been running around much since then, so sure, hands and face only, presumably a bath after all the dancing. He thanks the servant for his help and meets Lucette at the carriage.

"I've realized," he tells her, "I don't actually know your own rank, which may come up."

"Unmarried woman do not often posses specific ranks and are instead refered to as a Lady. My maternal grandfather is Albert Oakhill, the Earl of York and I am considered a Lady because my husband will inherit my grandfather's title as he has no heir. The details of this are well known but sensitive - my father was born a commoner, perhaps with a Baron is his family two generations back but it is difficult to be certain, and in order to save face my grandfather manuevered to have him knighted before announcing his marriage to my mother. People may allude to my background and if I am introduced formally it will be as 'Lady Lucette Oaklhill, granddaughter of Albert Oakhill, 10th Earl of York' but I do not expect anyone will outright mention any of the details."

"Gotcha."

"It's a complicated position to be in - my husband will likely have the opportunity to inherit younger than most and my grandfather is quite wealthy despite the Earl of York not historically being so. However, my own parentage is mixed and would not under ordinary circumstances make me a lady at all."

Lucette arranges her pale orange gown, adorned with light rubies close enough in color to obscure the numerosity. She is also wearing white gloves, unobtrusive yellow shoes, and a diamond covered hairclip that is not actually doing all that much to contribute to her hair's complex braiding. Her make-up is relatively natural and immaculately applied. 

Haru is just glad he didn't happen to land in a powdered wig era.