Elsa had no idea what just happened. A woman she had not seen before actually stepped up to point out the injustice that was occurring. Elsa hadn't thought such a thing was possible in this place. After pissing off Lady Bitch the woman left before Elsa could even attempt to thank her for her help. She looked after her in wonder. The woman was absolutely beautiful. Who was she that she had such great influence and power here? For the first time in a long time, Elsa felt overwhelmingly curious.
That was the kind of position she hoped to have one day : secure enough to call people on their shit.

The old woman who had been taking notes beckoned Elsa over. Obeying the summons, she approached bewildered. "I wish I could have thanked her. I appreciate her helping me when she didn't have to," she said then realized she was being rude. "I'm sorry. My name is Elsa. May I ask yours?"

After introductions Elsa inclined her head curiously. "I near meant to cause all of this. I should have never assumed anything in this place. Would you please help me understand what I am supposed to do? I really do not want a repeat of this with someone more dangerous."

Elsa wondered when they were supposed to meet the King of the Unseelie. She was getting anxious to know what her place would be. Growing up in foster care the worst was not knowing. Would you stay in this home or be moved? Would they be kind or not? Would they decide they didn't like you and toss you out like garbage? Every time to social worker came was anxiety. Would this be the time she took you from one hell hole to another, worse one?
The unknown was the most terrifying thing. No monster could compare.