A Shoulder to Lean On
Back in the Keen Manor, Clara was doing all that she could to help along with her mate's inevitable takeover of the Keen Manor. While the coronation had come and gone, she didn't get the opportunity to rest. She had to try and make things work, and she was more than prepared to do the preparations for her to settle into Gilas's family.
Unfortunately, this also meant that she had to try and help with cleaning out the Keen Manor from everything that Nasser had done.
"This is a mess, huh," she couldn't help but sigh as she stared at the number of chambers previously inaccessible to all but Nasser and his loyal men. "I didn't think that this place had this many hidden chambers."
"Unfortunately, this manor was built that way even before Nasser came to power here," Lady Shila explained, her tone taking on a comforting tone as she spoke. "It's not really his fault that they're there. He simply used them all for some of his work."