"The plan is not working," Islinda said immediately as she came in, shutting the door behind her. Rosalind already said their conversations were safe here, so she was not afraid of expressing herself.
"He barely even looks at you. At this rate, I might age fifty years before Aldric looks at you that way and you can distract him while I successfully escape." She ranted, wrapping her arms across her chest and tapping her feet from unrest.
Rosalind bit down on her lips, looking the other way and Islinda knew she was being harsh on her. But that was the truth and It hurts sometimes. Well, whose fault was it that Aldric wouldn't look her way? A small voice said in her head causing guilt to gnaw in her chest.
"Don't worry, I'm sure with time, Aldric would realize your worth to him and he would love you in the end," She comforted her.
"Thank you," Rosalind gave her a small smile and she returned the warm gesture.
