Alina spent that night with Elspeth, sending word to Austin that she wanted to be with her. Austin had agreed without any condition or word.
The next morning, Alina walked Elspeth through the castle, showing her the library, the main garden, and the corridors that had slowly begun to feel familiar.
Elspeth didn't say much, just observed. Her gaze lingered on everything, as though she were measuring the new life Alina had built here.
When they reached the great hall, she stopped.
Her eyes lifted to the ceiling designed with dark oak beams carved centuries ago.
"Your mother would have loved this ceiling," she murmured.
Alina followed her gaze. She had never really looked at it before. She had been too busy surviving to notice the architecture.
A servant approached them and bowed slightly.
"Miss Ashworth. A gift from Prince Dorian has been delivered to your room."
Alina exchanged a glance with Elspeth, then they turned back and went back to her room.
