Days passed, and what Eresia feared most became a torturous reality. Their marriage, in the eyes of the people of Valigria, was a perfect fairytale. But behind the magnificent doors of the royal bedchamber, that warmth vanished.
It upset her deeply. She felt lonely, but she told no one, not even Alora.
The maid continued to give advice and input, but Eresia knew that the problem was no longer about winning Sylas's heart over Kai, but about herself.
For this, Silvia seemed to understand what was truly happening. After all, she had always been Eresia's shadow.
When it was just the two of them that afternoon, Silvia prepared tea as usual. Eresia, who was normally cheerful, now simply sat on the sofa, staring at the balcony window, watching the snow fall slowly.
"Your Highness, please have your tea," Silvia said softly, placing the cup and spoon in front of the girl with care.
Eresia nodded slowly.
