Moira laughed and shook her head as she gave me her big bulging eyes, "Jars?" She asked in disbelief.
I gave a nod and laughed, "Yes, a jar, and they leave them under the sink, filled with lavender and lemons and blossoms." I gushed while Lena leaned in with wide eyes and a smile on her face. She was still growing into her teeth, but she was a sweet young girl.
She fixed the hair of her Dolly, Abigail, and gave me a sideways glance, "Is the castle as pretty as they say it is? I told the girls at school that my sister Jane is married to King Valen and they said they don't believe that we're sisters because I'm an orphan and I don't have a family." She said softly, a bit saddened by it.
I took her hand, "You do have a family Lena, and I am your sister. Even if we aren't from the same moth
