Liam
After a long day, I finally returned home, freshened up, and headed to the kitchen in search of something to eat.
"Did Olivia come back?" I asked the maid.
"Yes, Your Highness," she replied. "She returned before noon."
I frowned. Where is she, then?
Curious, I searched for her, eventually spotting her sitting far away from the mansion, gazing out at the lake.
As I approached, I noticed the way she sat—still, lost in thought, completely unaware of my presence.
When she sensed my presence, she shifted slightly, as if snapping out of her thoughts.
I could tell something had happened—her expression was off, her usual fire dimmed. She looked troubled.
I placed a hand on her shoulder, feeling her tense under my touch.
"What happened, Olivia?" I asked, my voice quieter than usual.
