The sunlight filtered softly through the silk curtains as I stirred from my sleep, the golden rays painting gentle patterns across the marble floor. A rare kind of peace settled in my chest. My mood was light, almost giddy, and I found myself smiling for no reason, well, not entirely for no reason. I was remembering last night, the tranquil pond, the fireflies flickering like tiny stars, and the laughter that echoed into the warm evening air. It had been magical, something out of a fairytale.
I stretched slightly beneath the light covers, humming a quiet tune as I slipped out of bed and padded toward the vanity. Before I could sit down, a soft knock tapped on the chamber door. A second later, it opened gently, and Amy stepped inside, bowing respectfully. Her presence was always calming, warm, like a sister and a friend wrapped into one.
