Ely was the last to reach the door, but before leaving she stopped and looked once more at Emilia, who remained kneeling on the ground.
"Master, what do you plan to do with her?" she asked, looking at Emilia with curiosity.
Mark fell silent for a moment, not taking his eyes off the queen kneeling in front of him.
"Don't worry about that... I'll take care of her."
"Alright..." responded Ely before leaving the room.
Mark and Emilia were left alone in the chamber, wrapped in a heavy and uncomfortable silence.
She still remained on her knees in front of him, with her face full of tears and her gaze lowered. He observed her for a few seconds before letting out a long, tired sigh.
"Get up," said Mark as he began walking toward the door.
Emilia didn't move.
Mark stopped and let out a sigh before looking at her over his shoulder.
"I said get up."
Emilia slowly lifted her head, revealing her eyes red and swollen from so much crying.
