Chapter 28: Plotting (1)
"I do not understand why we left just moments after arriving, and neither one of you will speak. I am of a good age to know when there is drama amongst our family. Did grandmother say something about mother or father?" Isabelle asked.
"She did not, and you didn’t need to leave with us. We wouldn’t have felt betrayed, and we would have sent the carriage right back," said Lily.
"I came with you, so I shall leave with you. It is what we always do and I will not change it now. Fine," Isabelle said, giving up. "Keep your secrets. I do not like that you are twins. You keep far too many secrets from me."
"You also have secrets between you and Lily, do you not?" Penelope asked.
"I do not," Isabelle replied.
"Then what happened to the shoes Erin sent with the new dress?" Penelope asked, speaking about the dressmaker.
Isabelle bit her tongue. She had forgotten about the shoes she had taken. Only Lily knew the truth.
"See. I also have secrets from you that I do not let Lily know of. It is how it goes," Penelope said, averting a big problem as Isabelle calmed down.
Penelope looked out the carriage window, her mind now going back to the royal letter. She could not help thinking of how strange it was that Tyrion did not send her a letter. How busy was he?
Penelope was certain that Tyrion spent his time slacking off in the palace.
"Is it the prince that holds a big place in your mind, dear sister?" Lily said, smiling whilst Penelope glared at her when she looked away from the scenery. "I cannot help it. Like everyone else, I am curious. If you do not want the prince, can I have him?"