Perhaps.
The Goddess, naturally, surpassed her; that woman was unfair beautiful and comparing most beauties to her was less judgment and more cruelty to the other party.
Maya knew Evy. So did the others. Mostly the young generation, of course. The princesses knew her. Noor and Soraya had both looked surprised when they saw her enter earlier. Even Courtney, who had spent the night pretending nothing impressed her, had needed a second look.
Because why was Evy here? How did someone like her get invited to Sienna's birthday?
No one knew.
Maya had a tingling little inkling; she knew why the celebrity little stacker had come and for whom.
Maya saw it all but said nothing.
She shook her head gently. "No. I was talking to myself."
Evy nodded, then pointed with absolutely no subtlety toward Dravenna:
"Why is that beautiful woman looking at you?"
Maya's smile deepened.
'Feigned innocence? How adorable.'
