Days turned into weeks. Weeks turned into months, and that was how the remainder of September and October made way for November.
Eleven's Month.
Her excitement skyrocketed when she woke up to find it was the first day of November. She donned a fairy green dress that shimmered like dew-kissed leaves and packed her hair into a high ponytail, allowing a few delicate strands to escape and frame her face. Adorning her feet with sandals and slipping on mild bracelets that jingled softly, she left her room and hopped down to the kitchen.
"Someone is excited this morning! Guess whose month it is!" Gianna squealed upon seeing Eleven, her face aglow with joy.
"Mine!" Eleven chimed in, prompting laughter from the rest of the maidservants.
"Look at you! One might think today is your birthday, or did you perhaps dress like this for someone else…" Morissette cooed, causing Eleven to widen her eyes and playfully swat Morissette on the shoulder.
