Spell of Motion (I)

Seraphina emerged from the pool, feeling the cool water trailing down her skin as she wrapped herself in a soft robe. The day had been long - filled with meetings and the never-ending work.

That's why, she cherished these quiet moments when she could simply exist in her own company, with no one else to care for but herself.

Her feet padded softly across the marble floor as she made her way back to her bedroom. Sitting down in front of her dressing table, she took her sweet time with her nightly routine.

She first pampered her hair, massaging her scalp and then oiling the ends before combing softly. Then she shifted her attention toward her face and then finally her body.

This routine wasn't just about looking after her body; it was a form of meditation. With each motion, she felt the worries of the day slowly melting away.