Special thanks to Iyes for sending FOUR Golden Tickets
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Three days had passed since Elysia's return to the palace, and each day felt like a shadow of the last. Her routine had become a monotonous cycle; waking up drained, getting dressed, eating, gazing out the window, and then going to sleep once more
Even though she was glad her maid, Helena, was visiting and entertaining her a lot. She could still sense the tension in the atmosphere. Many guards and servants gave her an odd looks, tiptoeing around her as if she were made of glass, fragile and easily shattered.
It also seemed they didn't trust her not to run away again, as her every move was watched by one person or another. Sevastian had visited her last night to ask about her well-being. Even though he was not the one she wished had come, she was still grateful that he thought to check on her.
