Eight

Emily pov

As the sun began its descent, casting a warm golden glow over the park, I knew it was time to return to the palace. The peacefulness of the surroundings clung to me, a sense of serenity that I carried with me as Clara and I made our way back.

As we approached the grand entrance of the palace, the ornate doors swung open, revealing the opulent interior that awaited us. The marble floors gleamed under the soft light of crystal chandeliers, and the air carried a faint scent of luxury and history.

Clara and I stepped into the foyer, our footsteps muffled by the plush carpeting. I turned to her, grateful for her company throughout the day. "Thank you, Clara, for accompanying me on this lovely adventure. It was truly a memorable experience."

Clara smiled warmly, her eyes twinkling with appreciation. "The pleasure was mine, Miss Emily. I'm glad to have been a part of your day. If there's anything else you need, please don't hesitate to ask."

With a nod of gratitude, I bid farewell