The next morning, when Lyanna woke up, Azrael was already dressed and standing by the window.
"You're up early."
"Couldn't sleep." Azrael replied. "I kept thinking about the vote… about Cassius's face when he announced the results."
"He got what he wanted." Lyanna said, sitting up.
"That's what worries me." Azrael said, turning to her. "Cassius never stops at just winning. He always has a next move."
"Does it matter?" Lyanna sighed. "I've already lost. What more can he do?"
"That…I need to find out."
After he left for a council meeting, Lyanna sat alone in their chambers, realizing she had nothing to do. It was suffocating.
Soon, Clara arrived with breakfast.
"Your Majesty, you need to eat."
"I'm not hungry."
"You haven't eaten since yesterday. You need strength."
"For what?" Lyanna asked."I have nothing to do. What do I need strength for?"
Clara put the tray down.
