Taking the note, I opened it to read it was a gift from the sisters.
It seemed it would be fitting to have my ears pierced.
It appeared to be painful if a needle was involved, but if anything were to progress, I would need to speak to the triplets of this choice alongside the mother.
It was hard to believe my life was changing this drastically.
Accepting my state, I heard the doors of my chambers open once more, revealing my Father.
He looked recently cleaned and refreshed. Walking towards me, he saw what was in my vanity.
His facial expression demonstrated he was surprised, “earrings? Well, now seems you are still too young for those, my dearest, but if it pleases you I may have a word of knowledge to learn if that is a choosing gift for the wedding of this year, now my child,
