Sara's eyes settled upon the woman sitting on the throne.
Erza Vely Dragomir rested upon an enormous throne of ice, one hand supporting her chin while her cold violet eyes watched the humans entering her chamber.
Her long white hair flowed over the throne behind her, and her expression carried none of the desperation she had shown only a short while ago while searching for Yuuta.
Whatever emotions had broken through her composure inside the Royal Room had been buried once more beneath the authority of the Queen of Atlantis.
Sara swallowed as Erza's gaze passed over them.
She had met Erza several times before, but standing before her like this felt completely different. Every instinct Sara possessed warned her that she had entered the territory of something far above herself.
