𝓔𝒍𝒊𝒛𝒂𝒃𝒆𝒕𝒉 𝓣𝒖𝒅𝒐𝒓.

"stop! What do you think you're doing?" She speaks with a severe tone as she steps toward them. "Stand down, now."

Once they started to move away, she knelt beside the man. "Are you injured?"

She stopped on her tracks, staring at the man as she swallowed hard.
Unknowingly of who he was, she still tries to step back without making any noise.

Resting her chin on her knees, arms around it, she glanced at him silently as she listened.

"It's not easy, is it? To have so many counting on you."

She stared at him with a smile and then looked down. Half flustered.

"My name is Elizabeth." She says, deliberately leaving her identity aside. No one knew she was there. Maybe she just wanted to escape from her golden cage.

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