Serena's POV~
The next morning came quietly.
Her room was still strange to her, but she had managed to sleep well enough. Yesterday had gone smoothly...dinner with her father, and Vaelen had been simple but fine. Without any awkwardness or big words. Just food, a few exchanges, and then goodnight. For her, that was already a relief.
But today… she had no idea how to begin.
She sat on the bed for a while, staring at the faint light coming through the curtains. What was she supposed to do in a palace this big? What was her place here?
Her thoughts turned back to Vaelen's words from last night. He had told her that if she wanted, she could come see the training ground in the morning. She remembered how his eyes had lit up when he spoke about it...
That thought stirred something inside her.
Training.
