Alexa, determined to maintain a semblance of normalcy despite the turmoil in her heart, dressed and ventured out of her chambers. Accompanied by her chambermaids, she strolled through the castle, her eyes subtly scanning her surroundings for Derek. She needed to see him, to feel his presence, to find a moment of connection amidst the courtly chaos.
Word reached her that Derek was in the training yard, overseeing the aftermath of a brawl. Apparently, one of the knights, fueled by too much ale, had gotten into a fight at a local tavern. Concern etched on her face, Alexa decided to investigate, her chambermaids trailing behind her.
The training yard was a flurry of activity. Knights in various states of undress were gathered, their voices loud and animated. Derek stood at the center of the
