Eliza got to her feet looking morose.
"Eliza? Get yourself together… go home and freshen up… rest a little, alright? We will see tomorrow night then…" Kane said as he touched her chin a little and walked out of his chambers – letting Eliza leave whenever she felt up to it.
* * *
In the meeting, the queen was the last to arrive. She sauntered into the meeting room with that air of superiority and elegance. Her poise was something to write home about as she walked with her chin in the air and her spin as erect as a pole.
"Who called this meeting and to what end?" she asked as she strolled in.
