*Lydia*
As I find myself ensconced in a bright, welcoming haven the butler refers to as the morning room, I relish the solitude that wraps around me like a comforting blanket. The butler, with his discreet manners and reserved demeanor, has assured me that the room is infrequently visited by the Princess, and thus, it's my sanctuary, a place where I can be alone with my thoughts without fear of intrusion.
In another part of this sprawling mansion, Zara is lost in the world of dreams. The journey, long and tiring as it was, has taken a toll on her. Despite my own fatigue, I resist the allure of sleep. How can I allow myself to be carried away into oblivion when every moment here holds the promise of a new experience?
Earlier, my stepfather had led everyone into the somber confines of the
