Their souls were separated from their bodies, giving them a sense of otherness albeit for a brief moment before they once again regained a sense of self.
At that moment, Elena felt her life flash before her eyes.
With everything that had happened so far, she wondered why things had to end like this.
Was it fair?
All she ever wanted was a chance to bring back the only person that loved her.
Thinking back now, it was only ever about her mother.
She was thought not to get attached yet she had grown attached to her teacher and also her mother… Queen Elizabeth VI.
Ever since she was born, it was only ever her mother that gave her any attention.
Her father never bothered to give her the time of day, mostly because he cared more for his son that was a prodigy.
Yes, his son. Not her brother.
She had long since cut relations with him. Just like the Emperor loved his son and cared less for his daughter, the Queen loved her and cared less for her son.
