As the morning sun painted the mansion in a golden hue, life within its walls hummed back to its bustling rhythm.
Anna swiftly finished her light breakfast, savouring the last drops of milk in her glass before descending from her suite. Her steps eagerly made her way to the training grounds, where she was ready to immerse herself in her routine practice.
However, her determined stride was interrupted by Rosalie en route, who greeted her with a respectful bow.
"Good morning, My Lady," she said.
Anna's expression lit up with warmth.
"Good morning, Rosalie!"
With a gentle smile, Rosalie relayed the news, "A friend of yours has arrived and is waiting to see you in the parlour."
Anna's curiosity was piqued.
"My friend? Who might that be?"
"It's Lady Sylvia Rogers, escorted by Sir Drystan Mills," the chief maid revealed. "They await you in the parlour."
