The day was cold and dark, the weather miserable. It had been raining nonstop for days now, and there was no end in sight.
The city was flooding, and the tournament had been put on hold due to the weather. It'd been on hold long enough a part of her wondered if it would ever even conclude, or if the participants would be forced to go home and never know who won.
That was probably a frivolous worry to have right then, especially among all the other problems the city was facing, but she couldn't shake it. And it was just.
A part of the worries that weighed down on her as nonstop as the rain on her city.
She couldn't help but worry about how her people were doing, about the state of her city, and how her people were dealing with the flood.
But she couldn't just stop and wallow in her own guilt and anxiety, she had to continue with her life and her duties, and the fact that her people were suffering through the flooding didn't change that. No, that was wrong.
