She woke up rather late, as she and Achilles had gone over ancient texts, unraveling the mysteries of Ephyrae.
She sighed and rose from the bed, stretching before moving toward the large mirror that stood by the corner of her chamber. Her hair was a mess, and faint lines marked her face from where she had pressed against the pillows. Quickly, she freshened up, slipping into a simple but elegant dress before making her way out of her chambers in search of food.
The moment she stepped into the corridor, she realized something was different. The entire palace was busy. Servants hurried past her, their arms full with luxurious fabrics, trays of fine silverware, and decorative ornaments shimmering like stardust.
Aurelia's gaze drifted along the walls, where deep crimson and gold drapes were being placed, their silk shimmering under the lights. Some servants balanced on ladders, carefully adjusting elegant crystal chandeliers, ensuring the
