Adora was walking down the halls of Bright Moon's castle; having done her duty as She-Ra and saving innocent people today from the Horde, all she could think about was you. 

Her mind wandered, thinking if you were okay or resented her for leaving the Horde. But one thing for sure is — Adora doesn't hate you, she doesn't think she ever will.

Glancing out the passing window in her stroll, all Adora could do is mutter to herself, "I hope you're okay without me…"