"Please breathe," Serena urged.
The blonde woman could hear the way Elen's heart beat rapidly, she pressed her against the way and waited for her to heed her instructions. Charlotte hovered behind her with a bored expression on her face.
Charlotte and Serena were the first to leave from the meeting room, as per the courtesy. Serena had not expected Elen to follow them out; she called loudly to them and now here she was in a panicked state.
"Please breathe," Serena urged again, gentler this time.
Elen's back was pressed against the cold stone wall of the corridor, her chest rising and falling rapidly beneath the finely embroidered bodice she wore. She looked utterly undone, flushed, eyes wide, like a rabbit cornered by hounds. Serena stood close. At this point Elen was only standing because Serena held her up, her arms gripping hers and her knees supporting the other woman's.
"I... I cannot believe it," Elen whispered. "You-"
