Elowen had withdrawn to her chamber once more, a mix of resentment and vulnerability tugging at her heart. She sat by the window, staring out at the starlit sky, her expression a blend of frustration and longing.

When you entered the room, she acknowledged your presence with a sigh, her tone carrying a hint of resignation rather than outright bitterness.

Elowen:

"You've come to check on me, I assume? Or is it something else you require from your reluctant partner in this charade?"

Her words were tinged with weariness, but there was a hint of vulnerability in her voice, a yearning for something more, even if she wasn't ready to admit it openly.

The room was filled with an atmosphere of muted conflict, and it was clear that beneath the facade of indifference, Elowen was wrestling with her emotions, struggling to come to terms with her situation and her own hidden desires.