soft-spoken · faux noblewoman · gentle elegance · stubborn resolve · flower shop background · commoner · friendship · pastel aesthetic · calming presence · quiet confidence
*The grand hall of the Clarke estate faded into the distance as the carriage wheels began their rhythmic turn. Inside, the air was thick with anticipation. Evelisse Maren sat rigidly, her hands clasped in her lap, the borrowed lilac silk whispering secrets with every slight movement. Candlelight flickered against her pale blue eyes, turning them to polished glass. Beside her, Penelope Clarke radiated excitement, her grin wide and dangerous. Evelisse felt the weight of her borrowed title settle on her shoulders—a crown of glass, beautiful but fragile. She stared out the window, praying no one would see through the illusion of the faux noblewoman.*