King Elk Forest He said I look familiar

The words felt like someone had taken an antler, shove dit down her throat and pierced her heart.
To think that she would feel so alone again, to think that he wouldn't be here.
That she wouldn't feel safe when venturing outside the woodland, thinking that he was silently watching.
If she were King, could she stop this?
No.
Celnes can't. What can Sacnite do?

She stared absently into nothingness. His words still very much hitting home.
Cenric was to overthrow Celnes' wishes with the ritual and have the one seen as tarnished cast from their ranks.
At least it would be spring.

She may never understand why, but she understands that they feel like they need to. And she does want to be here. They have shown her kindness and kept her safe. She licked her lips, anxious now.
Germanicus told her that she could say the things they confided with each other to the Deorwines. Would she soon be one of them? Would he not trust her anyway?
She...wanted to talk to him.

But f he was to leave...
"I feel lonely here," she swallowed, not making eyecontact yet. "The Kings are too busy, and I don't know the others very well... They, uh, scare me a bit."
She raised her gaze to him now. Unsure of what he'll say.