“The people are saying you are a goddess,” Elder Aliya began. Flattery was always a good place to start.
Evelyn blushed, and a wide smile spread across her face. “The people have an eye for good things.”
“I know you are not,” Elder Aliya said.
The smile as well as the glint in Evelyn’s eyes died as quickly as it had lit up, and her face pursed in a frown.
“I have a sixth sense of this type of thing and I can tell from a glance that there is nothing regal about you.”
Disdain began to dance in her eyes as she stared at Elder Aliya, a smirk forming at the edges of her lips.
“Don’t you have anything better to do at your age?” Evelyn asked. She was not just going to sit there and take insults from this wrinkly old woman.
Elder Aliya chuckled, “Relax child, I come as a friend.”
Evelyn ey
