Broken Chains

Earlier before the monarchs arrives...

"It seems like, one little push is enough for you all to fall." Elizabeth spoke, getting the attention of the quests that she was hoping to chat with. "You all seemed to be on the edge of a cliff, is something here not to your liking?"

"No, of course none, your majesty." Delora quickly replied. "It's just..."

"Probably about my granddaughter." Elizabeth chuckled. "Never have I had the thought that she would fail on keeping her fake identity still until her goal comes to an end. It seems like, my granddaughter is not a perfect person as I thought."

"Is it disappointing, your majesty?" Neodelle asked with apathy on his face. "For your granddaughter to be not the person you thought she was?"