That was the most likely reason why she was able to take my crown off, let alone touch it. It was a surprise that I never thought about it in the first place when she has taken off in the past. I guess Daphne and I have grown so close that the little things like that just go to the sidelines in my head due to how minute they were. I moved to touch my crown, but Daphne laid her hand on top of mine before it could reach it. My eyes met her and she stared at me with those beautiful eyes. A small shake of her head was enough for our hands to retreat, hers intertwining with mine below the table. 