Barbara returned to the palace feeling utterly drained, exhausted and enveloped in a profound sense of melancholy following her brief but intense meeting with the Baroness. The weight of her hidden secret—one she had hoped would not cause any sorrow to her guardian—had been uncovered on the very day she had forged a pact that would bring her closer to her long-sought revenge. The fleeting sense of triumph she had briefly experienced quickly dissipated, giving way to a wave of sadness that seemed more like an unwelcome guest than a mere intruder.