After the incident with Princess Andromeda, the estate, was now enveloped in an air of unease. The grand halls echoed with the hushed whispers of concerned staff members, their typically composed demeanor marred by the uncertainty that hung in the air. Delphine, the younger princess, paced through the opulent corridors of her wing of citadel with a noticeable unease, her usually impassive countenance replaced by a furrowed brow and an uncharacteristic display of worry.
Turning to her trusted maid, Eglantine, Delphine sought solace and information regarding her older sister, "Eglantine, why is everyone being like this? Is something wrong? It's so silent."
Eglantine softly sighed and gently spoke as she stood beside the princess who was looking through the large window and seeing how there seemed to be a thin layer of sadness in the air.
