"Elysianne!"
The Western Queen blinked rapidly as she was pulled back into reality. Why did she suddenly think of Teacher and the days she spent in her little cottage as a child learning magic?
"You are all going to die in my hands," Queen Euphemia growled from afar. "For my people, for the Eastern Kingdom!"
Elys could feel the intensity of Euphemia's hatred towards them. She could tell that the young girl truly loved her kingdom and her people, and in a sense, she knew that if the circumstances were different, the two of them would have made great allies.
Was it too much of her to disregard the Eastern Queen's plea for Aleksander to face trial back then when Sir Noa showed up in their throne room? Had she been too absorbed by her own goals that she set aside justice for those who died innocent during Prince Dominick's attack?
Perhaps she had been blinded by her own desires too.
