A Reborn Bride Pearl Emerging from Dust by Sally Garcia

That evening, Calliope made her way straight to the Jewell household. As she arrived, she found Zelda bustling around the kitchen with the servants.

Zelda lit up when she saw Ulysses come home, but her expression cooled upon noticing Calliope. Instead of the usual scolding, Zelda simply chose to ignore her, which was a small mercy in itself.

Calliope, unfazed, just gave her a quick glance and let her eyes wander around the house. It had been a while since she'd last been there, and she took a moment to take in her surroundings.

Zelda, sensing Calliope's indifference, huffed impatiently. "Is it too much to expect a little courtesy? Not even a 'hello'?"

Despite being convinced of the need for Calliope's presence, Zelda still couldn't quite mask her irritation.

Calliope met Zelda's gaze calmly. "Well, you didn't exactly greet me either, did you?"

"I'm

your

and you're the younger one. Isn't it your duty to greet me

evening, Zelda," Calliope replied, her tone

an attitude!" she fumed to the servants, chopping carrots with more force than necessary. "That's why she's so hard

flour from her apron, tried to pacify her. "Come now. There's no

"I'd like to know what's so great about her. She's been a thorn in my side since

just a baby, she didn't know anything back then. You can't blame a child for that," the

think I shouldn't blame her?" Zelda retorted, her

unyielding Zelda could be. "Well, I suppose

strolling through the rooms, a quiet calm about her. Monty and the others. hovered nearby, eager to rekindle memories of happier times when they

this vase?" Monty chimed in, gesturing toward

so much as a

Calliope nodded. "Though, if I recall, Lisette liked it too,

slightly taken

as if to say, "Way to go, bring up the wrong