Lyra stirred beneath the blankets before slowly opening her eyes. For a few quiet moments, she simply lay there, watching the cream-colored curtains sway gently with the wind. Something about the morning felt different. The oppressive heat that had lingered throughout the summer had finally disappeared, replaced by crisp, refreshing air that seemed to breathe new life into everything it touched.A cool breeze drifted through the open bedroom window, carrying with it the earthy scent of pine, damp soil, and leaves that had only recently begun surrendering to autumn.She pushed herself upright and padded barefoot across the room before stopping beside the tall window.The palace gardens stretched out beneath her, glowing beneath the soft light of the early morning sun. The flower beds remained vibrant, but the trees had begun their slow transformation. Here and there, patches of emerald leaves had turned brilliant shades of gold, amber, and crimson, painting the gardens with the first c
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