Elien;
I don't know how long I've been talking. Narrating my whole life's story isn't something I've ever done with anyone.
The truths, horrors… some of the things I have said tonight are things even Elian is just discovering.
But for Queen Selthia to understand the kind of threat Balinar is, I had to do this. I had to tell her… everything. The way I was raised without a mother… How I hardly saw sunlight in the first 18 years of my life… the way I got tangled with Balinar…
However, I left out all the parts that had to do with Lioran because I am not ready to face or revisit them.
"I've managed to steer clear of him, this entire time… until this morning." Iconcludee, and when I look back up at Queen Selthia, her face is red.
Not flushed in the way it may be in a blush, but red—the unmistakable colour of barely contained anger. I've never seen her like this…
She looks like she's about to break something or someone in two.
