For the first time in her life, Elara felt that she had no control over her life. She stared at the servants… how they arranged everything in the room. It was her clothes, her books, and her trunk. She had locked it well but she could notice his gaze settling on it. If he found out what was there, he would use it to blackmail her too and she was enough blackmailed to give him more powers.
The servants bowed to him as they finished their task. As if they had arranged his things, they asked her if any other change was needed. Him.. not her. As she stood near the window. She could feel the cold breeze leaving goosebumps on her skin. That was the only thing keeping her still sane. How did she fall into his web? It was Killian and then her own secrets. But it was not accidental. He had planned it from the start.