Bright yellow sunlight streamed softly through the tall glass windows of the bedroom, casting long, peaceful shadows across the floorboards and warm carpets. Outside, a gentle morning breeze rustled the light inner lining of the silk curtains, making them sway back and forth in a quiet, rhythmic pattern. In the trees just beyond the balcony, small birds chirped happily, singing sweet, melodious tunes to welcome the brand-new day. It was indeed what anyone would describe as a truly good and peaceful morning.
Camilla's consciousness slowly returned to her. She shifted her body under the thick, warm blankets, planning to stretch her stiff, tired limbs, but her head bumped into something broad, soft, and solid.
