Evelyn laid on her soft, comfortable bed. "Today was a long day," she thought to herself.
A lot of things happened. It was too much for her to take in all of the information. Beginning with her uncle's death, Elric's identity as a Prince, the council court, and the list of suspects. Even though she hadn't done any physical work, she was mentally fatigued.
She sighed and closed her eyes, exhausted. Soon her mind got occupied by the earthy hue eyes and she began to think about Elric. She had never expected him to be a Prince. She could now understand why he acted the way he did. He held that authoritative aura from the beginning.
She pondered whether or not she should pursue her affections for him. Despite the fact that she was a princess, he was not bound to her. In comparison to Magna, Zenira was a small empire. Her thoughts were jumbled up inside her head once more.
