Escera sat in the rooms that George and she shared, mulling aver some serious thoughts. Her plans were not working out. Lately, George seemed distracted and distant. He didn't focus on her luminous self. She assumed it had something to do with Alanna.
Escera had assumed that she would have access to the King's Champion sooner. She had assumed that the Lioness would be driven crazy by the fact that George was sleeping with another woman. Instead, she found that pangs of jealousy consumed her whenever she saw Alanna with the King, or even George.
She knew that if she wanted a chance at avenging her sister's death, she would have to play her cards right. And she intended on doing just that.