A week had passed since Riley's release, and life had been a whirlwind of preparations and responsibilities. I woke up early, the sun just beginning to filter through the heavy curtains of my room. I quickly got ready, brushing my hair and donning a simple yet elegant dress. There was so much to do, and I wanted to get a head start on the day.
Just as I finished, a soft knock came at the door. "Come in," I called.
A young servant entered, carrying a stack of letters. "Good morning, Princess Lydia. You've received quite a lot of letters."
I nodded, trying to muster a smile despite the mounting pressure I felt. "Thank you. I'll take care of them."
The servant bowed and left, leaving me with the pile of correspondence. I took a deep breath and made my way to my office. The halls of the castle were quiet, the stillness a stark contrast to the bustling thoughts in my mind.
