Chapter Fifty-Eight
Frozen with confusion, Aurora stared straight ahead.
'A spy on our grounds?'
She thought with confusion.
“Your majesty…are you okay?”
Hearing the worried tone of her ladies-in-waiting, who had appeared next to her, Aurora shook her head in denial.
“No, I am not okay. Accompany me to the garden to get some fresh air. Also, send word to commander Crystal that I seek an audience with her."
Curtsying, her ladies-in-waiting silently followed her to her garden that she tended.
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It felt like she was floating.
Pure bliss overpowered her person, something she never experienced ever since she separated from the Fae Kingdom. Every single cell, muscle, and joint in her body felt well-rested. This sensation evolved in her dream, where she was walking in a meadow of sweet-smelling flowers. She smiled as the calming winds blew around her.
Lightly touching her skin, it whispered sweet nothings in her ears.