Alicia rolled her eyes. "Would the world run out of words if he were to speak?" She murmured under her breath, her annoyance simmering under the surface like a cauldron.
Alicia felt a sense of interest hit her as she remembered the veil she had at first brushed off as unimportant. Why had Adrien insisted on the significance of it? She hurried back to the bed, her steps booming in the quiet room as she made her way back with the purpose of finding out the truth. She reached for the bag with eagerness, her fingers brushing over the smooth exterior before pulling the veil from the bag's interior.
