Recover
Rara slowly pushed herself off the soft, inviting bed, feeling the faint creak of the mattress beneath her. She stretched her arms above her head, arching her back in a long, languid motion. The muscles in her body protested at the sudden movement, but she welcomed the stretch, letting out a soft sigh of relief as the tension slowly eased away. She gave a quick bow of her head to the stillness of the room, a silent acknowledgment to Prince Xavier for his generosity, before turning toward the door. Her bare feet whispered across the cool wooden floor as she made her way toward the exit. The doorknob felt cool beneath her fingers as she gripped it, twisting and pulling it open with a soft creak that echoed faintly in the otherwise quiet hallway. Stepping out into the corridor, the faint
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