My mother’s brows drew together, and her lips pressed into a thin line. “I don’t remember showing her the necklace or anything, though.”
I shrugged carefully. “She was with you in the kitchen for a while. Maybe you had it out earlier and forgot. Could she have seen it then?”
Valric stirred inside me. You’re setting the bait. Just like we planned.
“I don’t think I had it out,” Mom said slowly, clearly trying to retrace her steps in her mind.
“She didn’t go upstairs, right?” Dad asked, rubbing the back of his neck. “Because if she didn’t go near the room, then...”
“She did,” I interrupted, my tone mild. “I took her up to my room after you two spoke in the kitchen. Just to go over some engagement stuff.”
Mom blinked at me. She looked a little surprised. “Did she go into our room?”
“No,
