It took exactly two days for Diana to grow weary of the confines of her bed rest. Lioni, her faithful maid, insisted on bringing Diana's meals to her room and overseeing her language lessons in the comfort of her chambers.
"I didn't snap me legs, ye know," Diana grumbled, shooting a glare in Lioni and Lila's direction as they hovered nearby.
"I know," Lila replied with a mischievous twinkle in her eye, clearly finding amusement in Diana's frustration. "But it's the doctors' orders," she added, attempting to appease her friend's annoyance. With a pointed gesture, she directed Diana's attention to the stack of history texts that lay untouched on the bedside table. "At least you have something to keep you occupied while you recover."
Diana huffed in frustration but begrudgingly turned her
