As they arrived back to the Imperial Palace, the doors opened wide thanks to Shareen’s purple outfit and Cassandra’s pink dress, but her younger sister couldn’t stop frowning or be wary of everyone they crossed paths with. She stuck right behind Cassandra, checking everything around them as if she was ready to hide, fight or run away anytime.
Shareen walked ahead, as usual, to head back to her apartments, next to her brother’s. She was still pissed about getting drugged in the middle of the street, enough that she didn’t even want to mention that incident.
Cassandra, however, had other worries in mind. For some reason, she wasn’t feeling too good about her sister being into the Palace. Missandra would be an easy target for anyone who wanted to harm her, and she clearly remembered Phetr
