"This is pretty. How—"
"I bought it. It cost a few dollars. Do you like it?" Eisley asked, Cecily looked at her, speechlessly.
Eisley stared at her waiting for her reply, but instead, a light knock interrupted them. Eisley turned in the direction, seeing Robina.
"You have to cut your cake, princess. This way," Robina said, Eisley nodded, leaving Cecily alone.
As they marched through the crowd. Robina whispered, "where is your necklace?"
Eisley paused, and looked back to find Cecily following behind.
"Oh, I left it— Cecily, could you help me get my necklace?"
"Oh, sure, no problem," Cecily said, looking away from Robina's judgy gaze.
As soon as Cecily was away, Robina leaned in, whispering. "Why is she here? Isn't she the one who often tortured you?"
A smile curved into her lips, "Let's say, for some drama," Eisley said, shrugging. "When she comes with thr necklace..."
