"Prince Carsynth has brought you a gift, Princess."
He had given her enough gifts. Diamonds, jewels, silks, gold, and more specifically spices and silk. She had too many gifts. She felt as though she was drowning in it, and yet, she didn't decline any of them. She was not humble enough.
Lumielle knew that she could use them to toss them to Countess Fleur. Her hands were greedy, and standing next to someone of Eliard's caliber must have been difficult for her. She was always so vain, wishing to maintain her power with whatever means necessary. Lumielle tapped her finger on the vanity, "Eva, there's no reason to fuss over my appearance."
"Princess," Evangeline said sternly, her purple eyes glaring straight at her, "I must. If I don't, who else is going to do so?" She asked, shaking her head.
It was useless.
