The room bathed in the soft glow of daylight filtering through intricately designed windows, casting patterns of sunlight across the plush carpets and ornate furnishings. The air in the room was laced with a delicate fragrance, a mix of subtle perfumes and the freshness of the outdoors.
Liliana, reclining on a sumptuous bed draped with rich silks, held a beautifully bound book in her delicate hands. However, her mind was far from the pages before her. Frustration etched her features, her brows furrowing as she placed the book on the side table with a thud.
Elena, her loyal handmaiden, entered the room with practiced grace, closing the heavy wooden door behind her. She bore a silver tray adorned with crystal glasses filled with a refreshing concoction of lemonade and an assortment of delectable desserts. The clinking of the delicate wares against the silver tray echoed in the room as Elena approached the troubled princess.
