Third Person POV
The palace kitchen was busy that afternoon.
The pots were boiling. Knives were chopping. Servants moved quickly as they prepared meals for the royal family. The air smelled of fresh herbs, spices, and roasted meat.
Daniel stood at the main cooking table, carefully preparing Prince Arthur’s meal.
She worked with focus, her hands steady despite everything that had happened recently. Cooking was one of the few things that helped her feel calm.
As she stirred the sauce, footsteps approached behind her.
She did not look up at first when a familiar voice spoke.
“Daniel.”
Daniel turned.
Lady Selena stood there, dressed elegantly as always. She looked confident, calm, and graceful.
Daniel felt a small wave of uneasiness.
“Yes, Lady Selena?”
Selena smiled gently.
“I wa
