As Adelyn walked a little further inside, she spotted Freya and Amelia waiting for her not far away.
"Sister Freya," she called out softly, before heading straight toward them with graceful steps.
Amelia watched her approach and patted her chest in relief.
Adelyn noted her small movement and raised a brow.
"What? Did you think I wouldn't come?"
"No —I was fretting about how you would come?"
"Huh?" Adelyn didn't understand. Her gaze flickered to Freya once before returning to Amelia.
"I was afraid you wouldn't be careful enough with your outfit. I forgot to mention it over the call earlier."
Adelyn pursed her lips. "I am not that foolish. I know how to dress for events as formal as this."
She twirled lightly on her heels. "Look … haven't I dressed decently enough?"
Before Amelia could reply, Freya smiled, satisfied. "You look perfectly decent. Come on, let's go now. It isn't proper to arrive late."
Adelyn nodded to her and turned to follow her.
