location: palace gardens — the garden party.
with: @adaugeos — rissa.
truly, it is a shame that her dearest sister had not been named the diamond of the season, but priscilla cannot deny the relief taking shape in her breastbone, emptying into her lungs and making it easier to breathe in the layers upon layers she is wearing tonight. they are still cilla and rissa, then—cut from the same cloth and destined for the same role.
and yet, the tiny voice inside of her had wanted for rissa to eclipse her. prove them wrong, she wanted to say. it's too late now. with no words of consolation to offer her sister, the best priscilla could say is, "you did not forget your manners before the queen, did you?" it is nothing but an attempt to make sense of her sister's shortcomings.
