Ophelia returned to her chamber and thought over whether she should attend dinner with Dante. Victoria's incident was still fresh in her mind, along with the fact that no one knew Victoria had poisoned herself.
Ophelia knew that she would have many eyes on her as everyone would be watching to see where she touched.
"I prefer peace," Ophelia muttered.
Ophelia looked around the large chamber. Like the chamber in the castle, it was too spacious and left her feeling alone.
"What are you doing?" Ophelia patted her head, trying to rid herself of the desire to go down for dinner.
Was it worth it?
Meanwhile, in the dining hall, Victoria arrived for dinner. She greeted the knights she passed and sat down at the table meant for Dante.
"Good evening," Victoria greeted Dante.
"Good evening,"
