"Luna Ariana, are you okay?" Raven suddenly asked, curious. He had come here, and it seemed the queen had been on the wall. Ariana turned with a smile and closed her eyes.
"Yes, Mister Raven—thank you for the concern."
Raven nodded and then spoke again.
"You are welcome, Your Grace. The carriage is ready for departure."
Ariana nodded. They were at the royal palace; she decided to continue staying at the royal duplex for now. She would go to the royal place once her husband woke up. She still had hope — deep hope.
"Very well then," she said, following Raven toward the entrance. The carriage stood ready; the driver opened the door. Ariana gave him a brief nod before gracefully entering. Raven bowed as the carriage began to move. He had other matters to attend to, so he would be staying at the royal palace.
