The night felt cold and eerie. Autumn had arrived, and the leaves were beginning to dry. The wind blew, causing the tree branches to touch each other, making a strange rustling sound.
Eresia stood on her balcony, staring at the quiet palace garden. Her eyes were vacant, occasionally following the guards as they moved around, surveying the surroundings.
She sighed, then leaned her elbows on the balcony railing, gazing at the gray sky. It was cloudy again.
"Your Highness, we should go inside. It's very cold. I'm afraid you'll get sick," said Silvia, Eresia's maid, timidly. Her body was shivering from the cold.
Eresia didn't answer. She just pursed her lips. "It feels strange. Why do I feel so bored?" she said, sighing again.
In Ganesh, she had everything, everyone's love and admiration. She could do whatever she wanted. She would hold parties and gatherings whenever she pleased, throwing celebrations to show off her jewelry with her friends.
