Annipe

The sun was setting over the palace, casting a golden hue across the sprawling gardens. Annipe stood near the edge of a reflecting pool, her gaze fixed on the distant horizon where the Nile met the sky. The wind carried the scent of lotus flowers, but she barely noticed, her mind elsewhere. Despite the serenity around her, there was a tension in her posture, a quiet weight she bore that only those closest to her might notice.