Everly // I sat in the private sunroom, fit for specifically Royal guests, and stared out the window. My hands sat quietly in my lap, the view of the outside mesmerizing me. I hear the door slowly open, then heels clicking against the floor.
She picks up the carved mirror and stares at its delicate framing around the fragile glass. Her reflection stares back at her, a girl, with long wavy dark brown hair and the deepest chocolate eyes one could ever see.