Even when Eiravyne's body had fully recovered, the lingering weight of Ilkar's and Roland's words made her feel unwelcome beyond the confines of her room.
The sting of their remarks left her doubting her place within the castle walls, amplifying the sense of isolation that had taken root in her heart.
Despite Martha's persistent encouragement to take a walk for a change, Eiravyne found solace only in the sanctuary of her room.
Martha, ever understanding, brought her a steady stream of books, each one a gateway to a different world.
Eiravyne immersed herself in the stories, finding temporary escape in the pages of each novel.
The tales of distant lands, heroic quests, and profound friendships provided a much-needed respite from the reality that weighed heavily on her mind.
