Several days had passed since Cecilia opened her eyes again.
The wounds on her body had begun to heal. And with the help of the physicians, she could finally walk without wincing at every step. Her pace was still slow, but her spirit had begun to flicker again, especially whenever Cedric accompanied her on quiet strolls through Baron Elvan's courtyard.
Today was supposed to be just another peaceful day.
But unlike before, Cedric couldn't stay by her side. Urgent matters had summoned him to the royal palace, leaving only Fiona, Robert, and Cecilia behind in the manor.
The greenhouse at the edge of the garden glowed under the gentle sunlight, its glass panes glittering like crystal. Inside, the air was warm and fragrant, filled with the mingling scents of jasmine and lavender. Fiona, as always, tried to lighten the mood.
