After leaving the king's chambers, Naria felt a wave of relief wash over her. The oppressive atmosphere and the weight of the king's presence had been momentarily left behind. However, her sense of unease persisted, fueled by the unsettling encounter she had just experienced.
Lost in her thoughts, Naria made her way through the corridors, her steps guided by a mix of anxiety and uncertainty.
She couldn't shake the feeling of being alone and vulnerable, looking for the comforting presence of the knight who was supposed to accompany her.
As she entered her chambers, a sense of temporary respite enveloped her. But much to her surprise and dismay, Ace followed closely behind, crossing the threshold into her personal space.
Naria's heart skipped a beat, her body tensing with apprehension. She cast a wary glance at Ace, unable to comprehend his actions and intentions. Confusion and fear mingled within her, further heightening her discomfort.