*Later outside, Primrose opens the doors to her room and she sees the silhouette of the mech behind the curtain sitting on her bed.*

Primrose: uh... well... *clears her throat* all right...

*She pulls back the curtain and she doesn't find Optimus but instead the palace servant all bound up. Primrose is surprised and looks towards the window. She first sees her Turbo-Foxes bound and tied in a similar manner as the servant. She notices the bedsheets tied in a rope hanging out the window. Primrose runs to the window and she sees Optimus leading a Dinobot across the courtyard toward the gate.*

Optimus: shh. Come on.

Primrose: *quickly scampers down the bedsheets and lands just in time to see the palace guards on duty walking in Optimus' direction.*

Primrose: guards!

Guards: *turn around immediately and come to attention* Princess Primrose!

Primrose: uh... there's... *she hesitates for a second and looks at Optimus, who is staring fearfully.* There's a mech tied up in my room. Well, look into it!

Guards: right away, ma'am! *They quickly hurry to Primrose's chambers.*

*Primrose chuckles before she turns and sees that Optimus and his Dinobot are gone. She hurried out of the temple and she sees the Dinobot and Optimus walking away and she quickly hurries after them.*

*In the settlement of Iacon, Primrose peeks behind the corner of a building to see Optimus conversing with two Autobots.*

Optimus: Please, I need water. I have a long journey ahead of me.

Elita: *fills up Optimus' water bag* may Primus protect you.

Optimus: thank you. *He mounts his Dinobot and rides off* hut-hut!

*Primrose comes out from her hiding place as she stares after him only to be brought of her trance by the sound of a jar breaking at her pedes. She looks down to find Elita at her pedes, trying to collect the pieces.*

Elita: oh... oh, I'm sorry. I'm so sorry. I- *she looks at her and stops picking up the pieces of the broken jar and stands up, looking at Primrose in astonishment* Oh please forgive me, I... didn't expect to see you... here, of all places, at-at-at our door. Mmm, at last! *She turns to Rodimus*

Primrose: *chuckles* at last?

Elita: didn't I tell you, Rodimus? Didn't I tell you? I knew she would return to us when she was ready?

Rodimus: *whispers* Elita, do you want us flogged?

Elita: *ignores him as she goes back up to Primrose* I knew you cared about our freedom!

Rodimus: Elita!

Primrose: Freedom? Why would I care about that?

Elita: because you're-- well, you're our sister.

Primrose: what?

Elita: *closes her optics and sighs* they never told you?

Primrose: who never told me what?

Elita: *stares at her* but you're here! You must know! *She reaches for Primrose who recoils back*

Primrose: be careful, slave!

Rodimus: oh, my good princess. *He grabs Elita's shoulder and arm, pulling her back,* um, she's-she's exhausted from the day's work. Uh, not that it was too much. We-we quite enjoyed it. But-but she's confused and knows not to whom she speaks. *gives Elita a hard look*

Elita: *glares at Rodimus and yanks her arm out of his grip* I know to whom I speak, Rodimus. *She looks back at Primrose.* I know who you are. And you are not a princess of Cybertron.

Primrose: *widens her optics, angry* what did you say?

Rodimus: Your Highness, pay her no heed. *grabs Elita and drags her off towards their house* c-come, Elita. May I discuss something with you?

Elita: *tries to pull away* no, Rodimus, no! Please, Primrose, you must believe!

Rodimus: that's enough.

Elita: you were born of my Carrier, Solus Prime.

Rodimus: Stop it.

Elita: *pulls herself out of Rodimus' grip and goes to Primrose* you are our sister!

Primrose: now you go too far. You shall be punished.

Rodimus: no! *quickly kneels before Primrose, holding up his servos* please, uh, Your Highness. She's ill. She's very ill. We beg your forgiveness. *He gets to his pedes and tries to pull Elita towards the house*

Elita: no, Rodimus! *She tries to pull away from Rodimus* our mother set you adrift in a basket to save your life!

Primrose: save my life? From who?

Elita: ask the mech who you call "Father"!

Primrose: *widens her optics* how dare you.

Elita: Primus saved you to be our deliverer.

Primrose: enough of this!

Elita: and you are, Primrose. You are the deliverer.

Primrose: I said enough! *She grabs Elita by the arm and pushes her to the ground* You will regret this night. *She turns and storms off*

Elita: *lowers her helmet as she rubs her arm* [singing] hush now, my baby. Be still, love. Don't cry. Sleep as your rocked by the stream.

*Primrose slows to a stop, her optics widening.*

Elita: [singing] sleep and remember my last lullaby... so I'll be with you when you dream. *She looks at Primrose, tears slowly falling down her face.*

*Primrose stares at her in shock and fear. Elita smiles softly. Primrose steps back before she starts running through Iacon.*