A Day at the Demon Spa

The following morning, I awoke to the sound of birds chirping outside the window and the soft light of dawn creeping into the room. It was a new day, and after the previous day's barrage of bizarre requests and heartfelt pleas, I was ready for a break. Fortunately, Morgana had a plan.

"Your Majesty," she said with a twinkle in her eye as we gathered for breakfast, "how about a day at the spa? A little relaxation and rejuvenation might do us all some good."

"A spa day?" I asked, intrigued. "That sounds delightful. I think we all could use a bit of pampering."

"Absolutely!" Arawn chimed in, his eyes lighting up at the thought. "Count me in. I could use a good massage after all the training sessions."

Baelgor and Lilith nodded enthusiastically, clearly on board with the idea. And so, with our spirits lifted by the prospect of a relaxing day, we set off for the renowned Demon Spa, located in the heart of the enchanted forest that bordered our kingdom.