Elara was lying on the mattress of her new bedroom, her eyes wide open, looking at the spider webs of the ceiling. She could not erase Hendaya’s last words from her mind, the hopeless look on her face, the sadness of her eyes. If she had ever dreamed of seeing her best friend alive again, she had never imagined it would end up this way. The princess rolled to one side of the bed and sighed. The first sunrays of the morning were slipping through the small window, warming her cheeks. But Elara still felt the cold inside her soul. She slowly woke up and began preparing herself for the day. The lock of her room was not fixed yet and she had to put the heavy trunk behind it to prevent anyone from entering during her sleep. As if she could get some sleep. Elara was not used to lie on a bed a
