Left alone with his thoughts, Benedict replayed Anna's words in his mind, searching for hidden meanings. Her presence in the household, her newfound status, the way she spoke of his mother- it all felt calculated.
Darkness brewed in him. Adeline wanted to change the plot, but this time she could only delay the inevitable. Benedict would never be the same again. But Adeline didn't know any of this yet.
She was planning to go to the Capital again to meet her father. She was going to propose her crazy idea to him.
She was very worried about how he would react when she told him she contacted Edward... It should be fine, right? She laughed nervously.
Adeline adjusted her hood as the bustling streets of the Capital spread out before her. The air was filled with the aroma of freshly baked goods, the clatter of merchants hawking their wares, and the distant hum of a city that never truly slept.
