Elara stood up from the bed, stripping herself naked before walking to the bathroom. She turned on the shower, allowing the cold water to cascade over her body, washing away the tension. She grabbed her sponge and soap, scrubbing her body vigorously. Once she was done, she dried herself with a towel, then returned to her bedroom. She opened her closet and selected a simple dress. She applied her cream, put on the dress, styled her hair into a bun, slipped on her shoes, and went downstairs to the kitchen.
“Good morning, Mrs. Blackwood,” the maids greeted her politely as she passed by. Mrs. Blackwood... a title no one truly cared about.
“You’re here, Ma’am,” Sonia, the head maid, greeted her.
Elara nodded in acknowledgment. “Good morning, Sonia.” The elderly woman smiled warmly, gesturing
