After finishing my lunch, I found myself with a rare moment of free time and no particular duties to attend to. The palace was vast and filled with possibilities, but I felt drawn back to the solitude of my chambers.
Perhaps it was the lingering fatigue from the intense self-defense training, or maybe it was the need for a quiet space to gather my thoughts.
When I entered my room, I noticed the book I had chosen from the library the previous day, "Bound by Fate," sitting invitingly on the table. The ornate cover depicted a pair of entwined hands surrounded by a halo of light, hinting at the romantic and mystical themes within. I picked it up and settled onto the chaise lounge by the window, ready to lose myself in its pages.
It's surely going to be a bit clichée but I can't know without trying.
