As the evening sun cast a warm glow through her window, Aurianna sat alone at the dinner table, silently thinking about the previous trial. Her fork clinked against the porcelain plate as she delicately picked at her meal, her brows furrowed in deep thought. With a sigh, she mumbled aloud in her room, "It's weird."
The sudden voice of Eva pierced through the silence, close to Aurianna's ear, as she inquired, "What's weird?"
Aurianna looked up from her plate, her expression filled with confusion and frustration. "King Girsal giving me this punishment," she replied.
Her thoughts drifted back to the calm appearance of King Girsal during the trial. "I thought I would have to convince him to send me to war. But I underestimated him," Aurianna admitted.
