"Excuse me, Princess…" Evangeline said, her words somewhat gentle as Lumielle looked up from her book. Glasses sat on the slope of her nose as she moved the powder behind the view of the maid.
"Yes?" Lumielle queried.
"Lady Cosette wishes to see you."
It had been a while since the two had met. The last they had spoken was when she was covered in tea and Allard had escorted her back to her Palace. Pulling her hair down from her bun, she took off her glasses—it seemed as though Jenoix's plan would have to wait for Lumielle to deal with this disturbance.
She had been tinkering with a light orange fluid in a vile. Though, she would put that aside for whatever event Cosette wished to plan.
"Did you tell her that I was busy?" She asked, though, she knew it was pointless.
