Arabella, the woman Izaak had been avoiding ever since their first encounter, had become the source of his growing unease. From the moment he arrived in town, she relentlessly sought opportunities to cross his path.
For days, Izaak managed to ignore her persistent efforts, but on the day of his departure, fate played a cruel trick. His carriage broke down unexpectedly, bringing his plans to a sudden halt.
"Your Highness, we will arrange another carriage promptly," Zerah informed Izaak as he stepped out, his expression darkened with frustration.
Just then, Arabella appeared, her presence as timely as ever. "Oh no! The carriage broke down?" she exclaimed, casting a glance toward Izaak, her eyes lingering on him longer than he would have liked. "The inn where His Highness was staying is quite far from here. My house is nearby. Why not come rest while my brother arranges a new carriage for you?" she offered with a bright, eager smile.
