~ Leia's POV ~

Leia walked out of the Guildhall and said, "Good Night Mira.", without looking back.

As the doors of the Guildhall closed behind her, she suddenly felt the strong winds of the night blow her long black hair against her face.

She walked for a few minutes against the wind and entered a dark alleyway. The only light that brightened her path was from a light lacrima lamppost from a few feet away. Leia took out a tiny scroll from the right front pocket of her black jeans. She held it with her right hand while dusting and straightening herself off...