Serena nearly begged for respite, her calves were burning. She was not even sure how long she had been on her feet, but what she did know was that she had been knocked out of her bed. She could swear on her left eye that the sun had not risen by the time Livia had burst in. She was already in her riding clothes, her hair in a slick bun, and looked like she had been awake for hours.
"Get up," were her only words before Serena was hauled into a simple dress and practically pushed out of the castle.
She needed to stay close to Livia at all times and assist in whatever she needed help with. And help she did. It was a minor obligation after all.
