Too many words imprisoned within her that she wished to say but it was impossible. She kept herself in a shell, looking at the moon wishing to talk to someone instead of having thoughts that refused to change. The feeling of being miserable didn't leave her. She couldn't help but think that she was misfortune harbinger. Anxiety and despair got a hold of her, drowning her deep.
The moon looked dim and ugly. She had been sitting there for the whole day and now the night. She wondered why the Empress threw him in a position he didn't wish. She could feel it deep within her bones. The Empress that was known for being cruel was soft in front of him and it wasn't because she had a love for him. It was because of something else.
