The days that followed settled into a routine Elaina did not know she needed.Each morning, she woke before the others with optimistically. Drake had suggested she practiced with calm heart with no distraction and she discovered mornings were the perfect time for her. She would wash, braid her hair loosely, and make her way to the music room in the manor where Jone kept his harps. He had given her permission to use any of them to her satisfaction.At first, the music resisted her, even the one she had learned before was barely good. Her fingers remembered the keys from back then, but the tunes refused to align. Notes wavered, broke, dissolved into the air without meaning. Some mornings, the sound was barely more than noise, and frustration tightened her chest until she had to stop.She reminded herself to breathe, Davina had thought her some soothing breathing techniques for when she was beginning to lose her cool. Once she had calmed down, she decided to draft out a small plan on how
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