The Queen of Clover

The whole room lit up in Eulene's eyes- as if they were not inside manor walls, but out in the open under the sun.

An orange hue surrounded Trisha, representing curiosity, and a bit of yellow. It was most probably the lingering worry for her marriage.

She put them to the back of her mind and focused on the white strings that originated from Trisha's chest. There were dozens of strings thin and thick, but the three broadest of them all pointed to different directions.

The strongest karmic link travelled eastwards, passing through all the walls and obstacles. The other two, which were similar in diameter pointed to the North and Northwest. The one that went to the North was elevated a bit.

She memorised the position and angles of the three strings before, just out of curiosity, turning to Xavier.