Along the shadowed cloister of the Royal Castle, Lady Ariana Saoirse Bennet was seated on the hard surface of the plinth, leaning against one of the columns. She was barely blinking and her eyes had dried out. Deep in her thoughts, she didn't notice two maids passing by and whispering about her amongst themselves.
"What are you doing? Go change your clothes." said Saoirse, concerned for her human.
"Plotting." replied Ariana. She lifted her legs to place it on the plinth and hugged her knees. Her mouth was moving and she was mumbling something, but without any sound. She stayed in this pose for some time.
After few minutes, she stood up, dusted her backside and left for her chamber.
On the way, she took notice of Luna Barbara. She was approaching her. Ariana tried to disregard her and go on her way when the Luna stood in front of her. "You didn't speak to His Majesty." She said.
Ariana stared right into her eyes and answered. "So?"