Annalise blinked her eyes open and moved to a sitting position in her bed, rubbing the sleep from her eyes. Though Damien had accompanied her to bed the previous night, she could slready feel his presence in the basement of thd castle slong wiyh Kenric and Valerius.
The morning light filtered through the curtains, casting a soft glow on the room. But what caught Annalise's attention wasn't the sunlight—it was the sight of Pristine, the garden fairy of the Cursed Castle, floating near her bed while humming a sweet, melodic tune.
"Good morning, Annalise," Pristine chimed, her voice tinkling like wind chimes. "I hope I didn't startle you too much."
Suppressing her initial shock, Annalise managed a half-smile. "No, you didn't startle me. But... why are you in my room?"
Pristine's twinkling eyes sparkled mischievously. "I have a surprise for you! Come on, hurry up and get dressed. We have a busy day ahead."
