Eiravyne wasn't accustomed to people worrying about her; it made her chest tighten with discomfort.
She longed to escape the attention that now engulfed her in Wandova. Back in her previous life, she had found solace in living in the shadows, where her days passed by unnoticed.
Here, in Wandova, it was different—every maid and even the Duke himself seemed to scrutinize her every move. The constant attention felt suffocating, and she struggled to endure it.
Eiravyne managed to politely dismiss Martha, and then spent the entire day in her room, doing nothing but staring out of the window.
From her vantage point, she watched the waves of the sea crash against the mansion with relentless force. Sitting on the window sill, she gazed outside, lost in her thoughts.
Throughout the day, Ilkar never appeared in her room nor called for her to join him elsewhere in the mansion.
