Serena held her wrist in her hand and looked down and sighed. It had been minutes since she had left Livia's side without another word being said. Today was a strange day for the woman, a lot of information to digest.
She wandered through the halls aimlessly until the ache in her legs reminded her that she hadn't eaten since morning. Even then, she bypassed the kitchens and went straight to her quarters. Her hunger could wait.
Annamarie had found her way to Serena's room not long after she had settled in. Serena lay on her stomach across the bed, still wearing her meeting attire. Her cheek was pressed to her folded arms, her face half-buried in the soft pillow. Anna perched at the edge of the mattress, fiddling nervously with a necklace, the chain slipping between her fingers again and again.
"Jack sent this for me," Anna said suddenly, a breathless sort of awe in her voice. "He remembered I wanted this particular one from a year ago. I can not believe my eyes."
