Chapter 8 - A Cry for Justice

Aryana strode through the palace hallways, her footsteps making angry, sharp clicks as they echoed off the marble floors. The chaos within her was reflected in her loose, unruly, dark hair that trailed behind her. She was followed quickly by Veloria, her maid and confidante, who was unable to keep up with the princess's ferocious pace. “Please, my lady,” Veloria begged, her voice soft but firm. “You need to relax” However, Aryana either didn't hear her or didn't listen to her. The heavy wood slammed behind Veloria as she shoved open the doors to her chambers and rushed inside. Aryana stood in the center of the room for a minute, her chest heaving with annoyance. Then she fell to her knees, her body shaking, as though the fight had suddenly been sapped from her. Silent gasps of tears poured down her face. Veloria hurried to her side after gasping. "My lady!" In an effort to console Aryana, she knelt next to her and put an arm around her shoulders. "Please, don't harm yourself