She still had signs of endless punishments from the Morguls. Even being back in the Elven kingdom for a week, she still had the dark circles and the sunken in features from just being under fed while they moved around like they did. She wasn’t used to the nights when she wouldn’t sleep because of the sounds of quietness horrified her, or the fact that she still had the fear that Hanhar would find a reason to punish her.
She had take lessons from Varile to remember her etiquette for kingdom life, though it was a lot of frustrated huffs and break downs when she couldn’t do something right. Sometimes there was begs to be punished for doing something wrong. ( it was hard to break out of that habit. ) She just learned to push though and just run back to her room that didn’t change.
It was this day where it was just a rough day in her lessons and she had tears in her eyes as she just ran out of the room. She wasn’t paying attention to her surroundings as she ran though the kingdom to just sit outside near the river when she bumped into a solid body. She gasped when she bumped herself on the ground.
‘ I’m so sorry! ‘
