I narrowed my eyes. “She was opposed to my gifts?” “Very much so. Initially. Something about the word insufferable made her wary.” “But she did eventually come around?” “Not entirely, Your Highness. Though I wouldn’t worry if I were you. She hasn’t cursed your name in at least a week. Which I daresay is progress. Perhaps you ought to try sending her more gifts.” Eden sipped her tea. And I’d swear the move was to hide that cunning gleam in her eyes. I forced myself to refrain from asking about her sister again.
