Chapter 37

A few days later, the Kingdom of Valtorian was bustling with activity, filled with laughter and harmony. On this particular day, the bright and warm sun cast its golden glow over Maison Mirage manor, where maids and male servants scurried about, attending to their duties. Miranda strolled through the manicured gardens, exchanging smiles with the staff as she passed by.

As she walked, the sound of clanging steel and shouts of excitement drew her attention to the hunting grounds. Her eyes widened as she watched a group of soldiers engage in a fierce sword fight, their movements swift and precise. The air was electric with tension, and Miranda felt a shiver run down her spine.