After the intense training session, the thought of food was more than welcome. The exertion had left my body pleasantly sore, but also ravenous. As Seraphine and I walked toward the dining hall, I couldn't help but feel a sense of contentment settle over me.
There was something grounding about the routine we were building, something reassuring in the simple, everyday moments that we were beginning to share.
The castle was alive with activity, the halls bustling with servants and soldiers alike. Many greeted Seraphine with a bow or a respectful nod, their eyes filled with admiration for their crown princess.
I could see the pride in her stance as she acknowledged them, a small smile on her lips. It was a side of her that I was still getting used to the leader, the warrior but one that I admired deeply.
