After Razeal had been escorted out by the guards, silence blanketed the hall.
Celestia remained where she stood, her platinum hair cascading like liquid silver as her eyes lowered in quiet thought. She said nothing. Not to her mother or dukes, not even to herself for the first long stretch of minutes.
But inside her chest, questions gnawed at her.
Why did she do it? She knew he was only trying to save himself. It was wrong to do this?. Was she being kind to him? Showing favoritism? Letting him act as he wished?
Maybe it was because he was her friend after all… a friend she had wronged and hurt deeply without realizing. Maybe this was her way of giving him some small payback for the pain she had caused. Maybe it did mattered to her that everything had started because of her small selfishness. Maybe there had been a better way to handle it. Maybe if she had been more knowledgeable beforehand…
She wondered, then shook her head. It's all fine.
