Ember could still feel the heat on her cheeks as she closed the door of her room behind her and rested her back against it. She closed her eyes while catching her breath, her body slowly sliding down along the door due to her trembling legs, but she didn’t seem to notice any of these.
Her mind was in absolute chaos.
Her legs finally gave in to her muscles’ exhaustion–after all, not only did she just have a bewildering experience, she had also ran the entire way from the King’s study, only stopping once she returned to her bedchamber.
‘What…?’
She sat on the floor with head lowered, and before she knew it, she could feel tears making their way out of her eyes. She didn’t know why she was crying but felt truly overwhelmed by the situation–like everything was just so unfair and she didn’t want any of this.
What Draven did with her, she didn’t know how to take it, and those confusing thoughts came out in the form of tears. She didn’t even want to think about it. Not what happened, and neither what Draven had asked her to answer.
All she wanted to cry and cry as if it was the only way of letting out these things she could not understand.
After a while, she heard a hesitant knock on the door behind her.
“Miss, are you okay…?”
The concern on Reya’s voice caused Ember to furiously wipe her tears from her cheeks. She stood up from where she was sitting but she didn’t reply and went straight to her bed. With her pent-up emotions flooding out of her system, she knew she would not stop crying anytime soon and simply wanted to just hide herself. She got onto the bed and covered herself with a blanket before curling up herself into a ball.
Reya and Clio standing outside the door could not help but worry about Ember. They saw the way Ember was running in the hallway as if something was chasing down her. After their master entered her chambers, the elves’ ears also soon picked up the sound of her muted sniffling. They could only imagine how upset Ember must have been that she burst into tears the moment she isolated herself.
“What should we do?” Clio asked her older cousin.
“Shall we enter the room? Though Miss didn’t answer us, I feel…”
Clio was also worried but she’s the more level-headed person between them too. “Miss said she wants to be alone. Since she explicitly said those words, it will be rude to enter her room without her permission.”
“I know, I know but…Do you think it’s fine to leave her alone? Shall we go to Dame Yula?” Reya suggested.
Clio immediately agreed to it. “I will go call her. You stay here and keep an eye on Miss.”
Reya saw Clio leaving to get Yula as she was someone with higher authority and experience about these things. It should be fine if Yula permits them to go inside Ember’s room to comfort their Miss.
Meanwhile, inside the bedchamber, the human girl continued to cry while hiding herself inside the blanket, trying her best to not make any sobbing sounds. Of course, those weak attempts of hers could not escape even an ordinary elf’s senses.
Soon, a frowning Yula came to the southwest wing along with Clio.
“What happened?” Yula asked as soon as she realized the atmosphere outside Ember’s chamber. Clio didn’t inform her earlier what they witnessed as there were other servants around and she didn’t wish others to hear that something happened to their Miss.
Reya was the one to respond. “Dame, something is wrong with the Miss. We don’t know what exactly happened but Miss didn’t look good and she had been crying ever since she entered her room. However, she told us she wants to be left alone…”
“Do you have any idea what might have happened to her?” Yula asked.
Reya hesitated for a moment and replied, “When I was looking for Miss earlier, I came across Erlos and he casually mentioned that Miss had gone to His Majesty’s study.”
“So she was with His Majesty?” Yula made sure. fɾēewebnσveℓ.com
“I didn’t check personally but I believe so,” Reya replied.
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