Yearn for Justice

Andraste Csilla started sobbing as tears finally made their escape from her eyes. "Alana," she managed to speak as her voice cracked. "Tell me how. Tell me what to do!" she frustratedly yelled and began to weep. 

Princess Solandis Alana's eyebrows immediately furrowed. "Oh my! Csilla, w-what do you mean? I do not understand what you meant by that?" her voice shook as she asked. 

She tried to hold Andraste Csilla's shoulders firmly as she pushed it— in a gentle manner, away from her body.  "Look at me. Csilla? I want you to look at me," she demanded. Tenderness resounded in her voice. But her face never tried to hide the worried expression plastered on it. "I need you to calm down, Csilla, and look at me," Princess Solandis Alana De'Loughrey repeated.