Meanwhile, Hilda had been discreetly trailing Lord Schrodinger around the fortress, keeping her presence hidden.
Her heart ached with jealousy as she observed how freely the others could interact with him while she had to maintain a careful distance.
She yearned to engage in conversations with him and share his company openly.
As Lord Schrodinger moved gracefully through the corridors, occasionally pausing to inspect a particular feature of the fortress, Hilda couldn't help but feel a sense of longing.
She watched him with a mixture of admiration and yearning, knowing that her own beauty might be the very thing preventing her from getting closer to him.
It was then that a realization struck her like a ray of sunlight breaking through the clouds on a gloomy day.
She stifled a giggle as the thought formed in her mind.
