"Dear sisters, you're not planning on ganging up on me, are you?" Sally Jefferson wore a pitiful expression.
Frozen where she stood, she shifted her gaze to Yolanda Bardot, trembling with fright. "Princess, what exactly is hidden in this stone chamber?" she asked.
"You would know if you went in," Yolanda Bardot, who had never really liked her, replied dismissively.
Upon seeing this, the other women all retreated, instinctively feeling there was unknown danger inside.
Otherwise, why dress in such warm cloaks?
"Are you all really too scared?"
Yolanda Bardot felt a moment of disappointment, but she was oddly reassured seeing Ella Lacey and Yolanda Bardot still standing at the entrance of the chamber, she tightened her grip on Ella Lacey's hand, praising her, "You're brave, Ella, no wonder the prince was right about you."
"You flatter me, Yolanda," Ella Lacey said with a smile.
