The afternoon sun streamed through the palace windows, casting golden light across the polished marble floors. The air was unusually still, thick with the quiet lull of a court settling into routine.
Beatrice was restless.
She had spent too much time wrapped up in her own thoughts, replaying everything. She needed something, anything, to distract herself before she drove herself insane.
So when a servant mentioned that Princess Lila was in the training grounds, Beatrice didn't think twice before heading there.
She wasn't sure what compelled her. Maybe it was boredom, maybe it was the need to get out of her own head. But as she stepped onto the sunlit grounds, she found herself hesitating.
Lila was in the middle of a sparring session.