The next morning, I woke up feeling a strange mix of anticipation and disappointment. The room was quiet, and Seraphina not here, she didn't came back. I sighed, pushing myself out of bed and deciding to start my day with a shower.
The bathroom was luxurious, with marble tiles and a large, clawfoot tub. I turned on the water, adjusting the temperature until it was just right. As I stepped under the warm spray, I let the events of the previous night wash over me.
Seraphina's touch, her teasing words—it was all so different from the cold demeanor she usually showed. I couldn't help but wonder about the true nature of the woman I had married.
After drying off, I wrapped myself in a plush towel and headed back to the bedroom. Anara was already there, laying out a fresh set of clothes for me.
"Good morning, Queen Elara," she greeted me with a warm smile.
"Good morning, Anara," I replied, feeling a bit more at ease with her presence.
