Iliana opened the box at Angelina's request, revealing a stunning pair of gold earrings nestled within. Their radiant sheen held her spellbound for a moment before she found her voice. "Your Royal Highness, this is far too—"
"You cannot refuse," Angelina interrupted gently, placing a warm hand over hers. "Sylvian is like a younger brother to me, and I have waited so long to bestow this token upon the woman of his choosing. He has chosen you." She offered an encouraging smile before adding, "Why the hesitation? You have already accepted Sylvian's heart. Consider this merely the first of many gifts."
Iliana offered her sincere thanks as she finally accepted the exquisite present.
"You may call me 'sister.' There is no need for formal titles between us," Angelina replied with a reassuring smile.
Iliana hummed softly in response, a quiet smile touching her lips. Gazing over at Sylvian, she gently stepped back from the bedside.
