“Hurry up; they want to see you soon!” One of the maids lunged into Lili’s bedroom, almost tripping on her apron and landing askew. The princess, who curved over in a ball.
Her skirts lifted to showcase her ankles, yet only using her arms to cover her chest, Lili only lifted a hand down to reveal her face. She gaped at the twins with her saucer eyes–glistening in the few bits of sunlight, but without the tears she constantly bore during the fight.
And then she was snatched.
“What are you doing? Let me go!” Lili cried out, wiggling her arms to adjust her bodice.
“They’re calling out your name–why are you so afraid?” The maid on her left asked, adjusting Lili’s sleeve while the other flailed and kept the princess under control. Going down the stairs, they held down their charge as if she were a baby and not a grown lady who sauntered over the mountains with only herself and a magical sack. As they went lower and lower, Lili sunk into herself further.
Suddenly, they made it out into the foyer, spacious as it is meticulously decorated with art. Lili shook herself off as she kneeled down on the maroon carpet–sewn with the fine gold she stole and tempted others with. Like those who shouted from outside…
The maids opened the doors, and they all sung her name.
