The morning sun bathed the castle in a warm, golden glow, casting long shadows and illuminating the ornate tapestries hanging on the walls. Emily stirred, blinking sleepily as she adjusted to the light filtering through the heavy curtains. She felt the comforting weight of Seraphina's arm draped over her and smiled, savoring the moment.
"Morning, love," Emily murmured, her voice still thick with sleep.
Seraphina's golden eyes fluttered open, and she smiled, her silver hair cascading over her shoulders like a waterfall. "Good morning, Emily," she replied softly, her voice as smooth as silk. "Did you sleep well?"
"Better than I have in a long time," Emily admitted, snuggling closer. "Especially after everything that's happened. It's nice to have a peaceful moment."