"The king and the Crown Prince are aware and doing everything to protect us from any danger. So straighten your back and remember who you are. You are royal born of deep roots and grown under generations of sunlight to triumph over any blizzard no matter how robust it may."
Eli responded with a quiet, reassuring nod. Her doe eyes looked determined. The Queen offered her a soft smile and withdrew her hand, unaware of the turmoil inside Eli's mind.
"Would you care for a cup of tea in my chambers, dear?" the queen asked gently.
"No, Mother, I would like to spend some time here."
At her answer, the Queen nodded. And just like that she turned to leave, with maids following her, her composed expression faltered, giving way to a faint trace of tension. The witch's warning and the recent chain of events had weighed heavily on her mind. Like any loving parent, she wished to shield her children from every lurking danger, no matter the cost.
