"Is my lady going anywhere today?" Nyra inquired as she helped Arianna brush her hair.
Despite Arianna insisting she could do it herself, Nyra declined, stating that the King had commanded her to take care of Arianna to the fullest.
"No," Arianna replied in a flat tone, her expression slightly dull. "I'll stay in my room. Alone."
Nyra looked at her through the mirror, her face etched with concern.
"Is my lady troubled? I can tell you stories to lighten your mood," she offered gently.
"That’s sweet of you, Nyra. But no, I want to be alone," Arianna insisted politely, and Nyra relented, continuing to brush her hair in silence.
The day passed slowly. Arianna waited, mind rehearsing what she would say once the King asked. However, King Duncan seemed quite busy with the Grand Festival, wh
