Reina's heart pounded in her chest as she stood before the large oak door, her knuckles still tingling from the knock. She tried to calm her breathing, but the anticipation of Theodore's reaction kept her on edge.
The moon hung high in the sky, casting an ethereal glow over the castle grounds, and the cold night air only added to her sense of unease. She remembered the last time she had spoken with Theodore, how his words had cut into her like a blade, leaving her feeling small and humiliated. Tonight, she had to act according to the plan, no matter what he might say or do.
The seconds dragged on, each one feeling like an eternity. Reina's mind raced with doubts and fears, but she forced herself to stay rooted to the spot.
