ELARA
"Hmmm," I hummed, my mouth starting to move again, gradually falling into deep reflection. What could be the matter with him then? I should be the one losing my weight after he, in not so many words and suspicious concession, relinquished my position to me, yet I hadn't done anything to alleviate the suffering of my people. I didn't even know where to start. I felt like a prisoner set free in the middle of a desert with no idea of where to go. Maybe that was why I was mad at my Uncle when he said I was like a queen without a kingdom.
"I hate to say this to you, and believe me when I tell you I don't know why," Amara's lips twitched thoughtfully as she peered at me. "I think you should consider coming back home."
We stared at each other intensely, wordlessly, deliberatively
