Eva's POV
"See you later, princess" my aunties said as they left me with my mother again
"Dear, the priestess should be on her way now," mother said
"Yes, mother," and as if on cue, I heard bells. Soft jingle that caressed my ears. The door was opened by a guard that never left the doorway nowadays since the incident.
She was dressed in a pristine white ceremonial gown adorned with intricate silver embroidery depicting celestial motifs of stars and crescent moons. A delicate silk sash held a string of polished moonstone and aquamarine prayer beads. Her bare feet, flowing ebony hair, and makeup-free face conveyed a serene presence. In one hand, she carried a pouch that would most likely contain herbs and dried flowers.
"Good morning, princess," she curtsied. "How are you feeling?"
"Good morning, high priestess. I feel better by the pantheon's blessings." I replied.
