Rosalind gently patted Amaris on the shoulder as she noticed her dozing off at work.
"Amaris," Rosalind said, her voice tinged with warmth, "you seem to be drifting into slumber. What a sight to behold."
Amaris gasped, jolting awake as she glanced around, bewildered. "Wh-what happened?" she asked, still caught in a haze of sleepiness.
"You fell asleep, my dear," Rosalind replied with a light laugh, though her expression shifted to something more serious. "Pray tell, how fare you? How do you feel?"
Amaris glanced toward the butterflies flitting above the nearby flowers, lost in thought for a moment.
"It's been two weeks since Alaric left for war," she said, a pout forming on her lips. "What kind of war lasts that long? It's ridiculous."
Rosalind couldn't help but chuckle softly. "It s
