"Alright," Primrose said. "Let her in."
Nina stepped into the bedroom even before Callen could formally invite her inside. She looked extremely anxious, as if she would collapse at any moment if she didn't immediately see the thing she wanted so badly: the music box.
"Your Majesty," she greeted. "I'm sorry if I seem rude, but I just want to ask about your promise."
Primrose sighed softly, then smiled kindly at her. "It's alright, Lady Nina. A promise is a promise, and I intend to keep it."
She turned to Solene. "Can you get the music box for me? It's in my wardrobe."
Solene nodded once and, without wasting time, retrieved the music box from the cupboard. Just as Primrose had always thought, the music box didn't look special at all.
"Here is the music box, Lady Nina." Primrose gestured for Solene to place it on the table in front of them. "As you can see, the music box is very old, but surprisingly, the music can still be heard."
