Freya and Lilli spend the rest of the day together in her room, chatting and sharing stories. Not touching on the heavy subjects they discussed. Flora purred between them, and Freya finds herself smiling, laughing along with Lilli, and Freya's apprehension of the night diminishes.
As the sun starts to set, the riotous noise of fairies celebrating in the gardens dim as well. Getting ready for the Ball. The reminder makes Freya's breath tighten, the almost forgotten nerves returning.
In the most Lilli-esque distraction, she takes Freya to her room to search for their dresses. Claiming that if Freya has to make a life-altering decision, she might as well look great doing it. Freya rolls her eyes, but smiles nonetheless. Appreciating Lilli's talent to make any situation feel light, solvabl
