KELILAH'S POV
The morning air was crisp, yet I sat on my bed, staring blankly at the wall, my mind lost in the void of boredom. My fingers toyed with the silk sheets as I let out a long sigh. The palace was grand, the chambers luxurious, yet it often felt like a beautifully decorated cage. My days had become an endless cycle of nothingness, and today seemed no different.
I ran a hand through my hair, trying to conjure up something—anything—that could keep me busy. A book? No, I had read everything in my collection. A walk? It would only lead to more frustration. Training? I wasn't exactly in the mood to deal with my instructor’s strict regimen.
I sighed again, pressing my lips together in disappointment. I was doomed to another dull day.
Just then, the sound of hurried footsteps echoed
