Blood in the Servants Quarters.

Evening came faster than usual and following closely was nighttime. At least that's what she thought when she watched the sun slowly disappear. The Queen hadn't left her room all day, only choosing to sleep, wake up, mop into space and sleep again. She was in agony, but there was no one to speak to.

At first she was moved by the words the maid had spoken, about the plans to take place tonight. But there was no zeal to push through. Verona had let her fire die down, and the only thing left for her right now was to leave the palace.

She was a murderer and in no way better than Razhal. Casper was right about the motive behind her actions. A person who would kill while deeming herself a judge and jury, but that wasn't who she is. This entire revenge mission had only cost her more than what she had initially lost. And then she asks, to what end?