Aelyra left the royal chambers long after the initial rage had passed its most explosive point. This, however, did not mean calm. It only meant a colder, more condensed and dangerous fury. The destroyed room lay behind her, its walls cracked, furniture broken, and servants too terrified to enter without permission. After hours of pacing, thinking about every second of the humiliation suffered in the hall, she had concluded something simple: remaining still only enraged her more.
So she left.
