Brynmor's POV
"I was gathering fruits." Fiora answered without turning to me. Did she intentionally want to make me angry?
"Does your back hurt, Luna? So you can't turn your head," scolded Lenora who was standing beside me.
Fiora's body seemed to stiffen for a moment before her shoulders slowly relaxed. She sluggishly turned her body, her eyes seemingly wistful as she stared at us. I found myself watching her every move. She held tightly onto the fruit basket she was carrying, the smile she had on her face not reaching her eyes. She also looked stiff as she nodded her head.
"Yes, my waist is a little stiff because I haven't exercised in a while," Fiora replied, making me raise one eyebrow.
"Do your maids often take you to exercise together, Fiora?" The question came out of
