Elara walked away from Alpha Harlan's Quarter. The shift she noticed in Queen Morgana's eyes was fresh in her mind. It set a burning flame with her and her legs quavered that it shook bloodlessly as she walked.
'Harlan, we need to talk.' The word kept repeating in her mind. There was a complete change in her attitude from being warm and kind to something vague and inscrutable.
This made Elara feel uneasy and uncertain.
She began to imagine what their discussion was all about to the point that she got overwhelmed and alone, The crisp morning air filled her lungs as she wandered through the Palace garden, the scent of blooming flowers mingling with the earthy aroma of dew-dampened grass, helped clear her head and soothe her troubled mind temporarily.
