Calmly do fingers commence intertwining with one another as such remarkable setting is placed before them. A ceremony of true bliss, and the elder was to keep the sister that joined out of trouble’s way whilst even enjoying the events of the day’s placement. Graceful simper would curl over scarlet tiers, and shoulders are propped so elegantly. Cerulean crystals, so ice-like, so wide, mark the presence of sister, and a reply would flow so effortlessly through pipe’s reverberations.
“Y—Yes, of course.”
Unexposed to such events, it was only logical that one take a bit of look around.
Instantly isthere a bounce in the younger’s step; digits grabbing onto elder’s sleeve before committing a slight tug at the fabric. There’s evident excitement in approaching ‘adventure’—-for even with event’s formalities does dame find more fun to be found elsewhere the area. Thus does the spare drag elder downward empty hall, and what is assumed to be no less than extravagant items decorate the corridor.