Most siblings would probably be closest to the one closest in age. For Eleanora Verderame, that was simply not the case. For one, Viridian had not exactly been a tolerable brother for anyone to have. And for another, she had only been eight when he had died and he had already been twenty. All of her siblings were quite a bit older but her favoured sibling was still her eldest sister.

And thus, she had been beside herself and inconsolable when she had been informed that Alexandra had taken ill after delivering her latest niece.

She had pulled herself together for her visit though, having come as soon as her mother would stop fussing about it. Which honestly, it wasn't like illness from childbirth was catching. Or at least, Ellie had to assume so. "Alexandra, are you faring much better?" Ellie asked as she was allowed at her sisters side. Her strong, fierce sister looked so unfamiliar to her at the moment. "I brought along some biscuits from home." Made by a long-loyal cook of the Verderame's of course. And Italian in every way, especially her desserts.