Celestia sits at the edge of the bed, her hands placed beside her as her gaze focuses on the floor beneath her. Her hands are gripping the duvet harder than usual and if she was to use any more force, she is certain she will rip through the fabric.
There are a million things going through her head at once but they all stop the second she faces forward and huffs, standing up from the bed as she comes to a realisation…
She has one goal and one goal only.
She walks towards the door of her bedroom and opens it, looking into the hallways of the Delassaro mansion cautiously, as if to check if there is anyone nearby, but thankfully for her, the house is quiet…
It is already evening time and the sun has set, so she thought this would be the perfect time to act. People are now starting to leave
