Zuriel

Princess Elara. Elara. Her name rings in my head. Ever since I told her about what happened with my therapist, I felt like a heavy load was lifted off my chest. 

I didn't know talking about it would help me. I appreciated what she said. How concerned and understanding she was of me. 

As I spent more time with her, I realized how mature she was. She has grown to be a wonderful young woman. 

Princess Elara was jealous of River. But she needed not to worry because there was nothing with River and me. 

I was attached to River a few years ago because of the abuse we...