A Letter From Henry

Helena had cleaned herself up and went back to her makeup. She dried her hair with a flash. After that, she decided to wear a wrap dress in dark blue.

Her dry hair is in a ponytail and prepared to head to the prize room. When she got there, Helena kept her face straight, though many pairs of eyes were staring at her, even whispers of scorn could be heard clearly by her.

"Helena, you should start getting used to this kind of situation. Just walk away and ignore everything," she said slowly and continued walking towards the front of the hall.

There was Henry and Louis right there, and both men looked at Helena with different eyes. Henry with a sparkling gaze, while Louis with a sharp glare.

"Ahh, why do I suddenly feel dizzy," Helena thought when she was close to the king. "Was it because I was playing in the water earlier, or was it because I didn't eat breakfast properly?" she thought, as she remembered clearly.