ZARA'S POV
"I'm so sorry, Princess," I whispered, my voice laced with sorrow.
My eyes were red, tears threatening to spill as I fought to hold them back. The thought of her in pain, so vulnerable and distant from the world outside her castle, broke something inside me. It was as if her soul had been crushed by the weight of everything she'd been through.
Princess Kelilah was a child of privilege, raised in a gilded cage by the king and queen who pampered her but also kept her sheltered from the harsh realities beyond the castle walls.
For as long as I had known her, Kelilah had been deeply curious about the world outside, the very world her parents kept her from. This curiosity often led her into trouble. She would sneak out, explore forbidden places, and break the rules — all in searc
