Abigail || OTA
Abigail came down from upstairs before the majority of the guests arrived. All the better to avoid suspicion. She swept her hair up into a high bun and put on a dress that she suspected Hannibal spent far too much money on, a lace and silk confection of a dress.
It made her a little nervous to have her scar exposed so much, but Abigail didn't want to cover it up. It seemed disingenuous somehow. So she wandered, mingling and looking for anyone she knew, occasionally meeting Hannibal's eyes and smiling shyly.