The dining hall was filled with the soft clink of cutlery against porcelain. Plates shifted, forks tapped lightly, and the quiet rhythm of a shared meal settled over the table.
Lucian sat beside Seraphina, while Arienne occupied the seat across from them.
"Mother will be starting her physiotherapy today, right?" Seraphina whispered to Lucian at her side.
Lucian frowned slightly, "Physiotherapy?" he repeated under his breath. "What is that?"
Seraphina blinked at him. "You don't have physiotherapy here?"
Lucian shook his head slowly. "Not by that name."
She leaned a little closer, lowering her voice. "It's basically guided recovery training," she explained. "Exercises are meant to help the body relearn how to move after being injured or… in Mother's case, after being bedridden for too long. It strengthens muscles, improves balance, and prevents long-term damage."
Lucian listened carefully, brows knitting as he processed it.
