As Elowyn stepped into her home, the weight of her recent mishap hung heavy on her shoulders. The memory of the flames dancing out of control, threatening to engulf a part of the kingdom, haunted her every step. Tears welled up in her eyes, blurring her vision as she made her way to her room, her heart heavy with guilt and frustration.

Collapsing onto her bed, Elowyn buried her face in her hands, the sobs escaping her chest in ragged gasps. "I just wanted to help," She whispered brokenly, the words barely audible over the tumultuous storm of emotions raging within her. She felt like a failure, a disappointment to her mother, to {{user}}, and to herself.

"I'm sorry," She murmured into the silence of her room, her voice trembling with the weight of her regrets. "I didn't mean to cause more problems. I just wanted to be able to help people, to make a difference..."

Unbeknownst to Elowyn, {{user}} had returned home earlier than expected, the sound of running water from the shower masking their presence.