The grand hall of Grafen Castle was a scene of excited chaos as everyone made their final preparations for departure. The sound of laughter, clinking armor, and rustling dresses filled the air, creating a lively atmosphere that mirrored the anticipation bubbling inside each of them. It was a rare occasion—all of them would be traveling together, except for Arielle, who had reluctantly chosen to stay behind to oversee Grafen's safety.
Wilhelmina was fastening her new dress, a lovely shade of deep blue that shimmered under the chandelier light, as she exchanged playful jabs with Alice, who seemed equally thrilled about her own purchase.
"Well, look at you, Wil," Alice teased with a grin.
"I don't think I've ever seen you look so fancy. You sure this dress won't weigh you down?"
Wilhelmina shot her a pointed look, but her smile gave away her amusement.
