Rina quickly stood up as well, understanding clearly his deep concern. She nodded warmly, offering a reassuring smile. "Yes, Young Master. She'll be very happy to see you awake again."
With a gentle nod, Orion quietly moved toward the door, his mind already carefully considering the words he would speak to comfort Seraph, hoping deeply to erase the quiet sadness that had likely accumulated in her heart over these many months.
***
Sunlight filtered gently through the sheer curtains of Seraph's modest yet warmly furnished room, casting soft patterns across the wooden table where she sat quietly.
A small stack of carefully arranged parchments rested before her, each page meticulously filled with simple sentences, letters, and carefully practiced syllables—a testament to months of painstaking effort in reclaiming her lost voice.
