Aeris’s pov
As the golden rays of the rising sun sparkled over the kingdom, I woke up feeling like the morning dew settling on the grass. The weight of last night’s conversation with Caspian lingered, but it gave me hope—hope that things could improve, that maybe the uncertainty could be turned into something meaningful. Though my anxiety had lessened, my guard remained high.
Sitting in the study, my gaze drifted over the neatly stacked documents in front of me. Every page contained critical information, and I meticulously combed through them, ensuring nothing had been overlooked. My fingers grazed the delicate rim of the jasmine tea cup as its warm scent filled the air, momentarily easing my troubled mind.
Yet, Arabella's face wouldn’t leave my thoughts. Her sudden change—it gnawed at
