After spending the entire afternoon opening gifts, she decided to leave her seat and go to the terrace connected to the room to get some fresh air for a moment.
As Ophelia stepped onto the terrace, a gentle breeze greeted her, carrying the scent of blooming flowers from the palace gardens. The cool air provided a welcome respite from the complexities that lingered within the walls of the royal court.
The moonlight bathed the terrace in a soft glow, casting shadows that danced across the intricate patterns of the tiles beneath her feet. Ophelia took a deep breath, allowing the serenity of the night to calm the storm of thoughts swirling within her mind.
She leaned against the terrace railing, gazing up at the stars scattered across the dark canvas of the sky. The vastness of the universe seemed to put her own predicaments into perspective, offering a momentary escape from the intricacies of courtly life.
