She is tired of being the one everyone turns to when something goes wrong. Tired of deciding, of carrying responsibility, of always having the answer first. Tonight she is not a queen or a leader, just an elf allowing the world to move without her for a moment, while she sits quietly and breathes. And for the first time in a long while, she feels something gentle: the world will be just fine. It will keep moving forward and she will be able to regain her strength in the glow of the moon. In that, she finally finds the peace she has been missing for so long.