"What is this?" Penelope inquired, staring at the second carriage placed before her today. "Send it back."
"Why? It is a gift to you. A gift which makes all the other gifts the other ladies will receive look small," said Lily.
"It is a royal carriage. I am not a royal, therefore I am not to have it. It must be sent back. Gerald," Penelope called to the butler. "Take the flowers out, but arrange for the carriage to be sent back to the palace."
"No!" Lily exclaimed. "Whatever happened to it would be rude to deny the gifts from the crown prince? This counts as a gift, so you are being very rude right now. Isn't she, Isabelle?"
"She is. Can we go inside?" Isabelle asked, excited to see the inside.
"No," Penelope replied, sticking to her decision. "I know why he is doing this, but how did he find out that I received a carriage today?"
"Perhaps there is a spy in our home," Lily answered.
