A Beautiful Necklace

Kaelie’s hair was brushed and curled as she sat stewing. Before long her hair was completely curled and pinned in rollers. She sat her phone down when they began to work on her face.

Hadria seemed to sense the queen’s mood and chatted nervously and picked nonexistent lint off the queen's dress for the evening.

It took a recounting of the day in Hadria’s rambling to help pull Kaelie out of her mood