Lilith kept herself busy until evening. After dinner, she lingered in the dining hall to chat with Fiona and Eldric. Fiona spoke excitedly about her upcoming trip, she and her sister were returning to their hometown for their aunt's wedding. Lilith expressed interest in attending, especially since she'd never been to a wedding before. But she knew she couldn't leave the palace without the prince's permission.
She spent a few more hours with them, and by 9 p.m., she began making her way to her chamber. On the way, a maid approached her, visibly distressed. Her face was scrunched in discomfort, sweat glistening on her forehead and neck. One hand clutched her stomach while the other struggled to balance a tray.
Lilith rushed to her side, quickly taking the tray and setting it down. "Are you alright? What's wrong?" she asked, concern etched into her voice.
"I... I need to relieve myself," the maid said, grimacing. "But I also need to deliver this to the prince."
