Zora’s POV
Throughout the entire carriage ride, I couldn't help but feel guilty for not mustering up enthusiasm for the small talk Marcel seemed so eager to engage in. He was practically buzzing with excitement to show me around, and I wished I could reciprocate his enthusiasm.
"Isn't this a fantastic view, Zora? I thought you might enjoy the scenery!" Marcel pointed excitedly.
"Yes, indeed it is. Thank you for showing me," I said, trying to summon enthusiasm from within. However, the effort felt forced, and a sense of internal conflict lingered beneath the surface.
As Marcel continued sharing details about the landmarks as we headed down from the hill and the castle disappeared from sight, his passion for the surroundings was unmistakable. Each time he attempted to draw me into the ex
