Melody No. 2 ~ Adjusting
[On the surface, the young queen appears more composed than she ever has since her arrival to Mayfield, though the slight bags under her eyes are indicative of much crying and little sleeping. She is currently sitting beneath a tree, running her fingers through the eerily well-kept grass and half-singing, half-humming this melody. She's deep in thought, and not everything that's on her mind is pleasant.] Oh Mother...what shall I do if I can never get home? What will become of our kingdom? Alexandria is without a ruler so long as I am here...
[In other words, the girl could use a distraction.]
[In other words, the girl could use a distraction.]