Ivara’s POV
It had been days since I had stepped outside the castle walls.
For reasons I still didn’t understand, Xlynor had practically caged me inside the castle like some rare animal, refusing to let me even leave the door.
I still didn’t get it. It wasn’t like I was going to expose him. I wasn’t stupid enough to tell anyone what I had seen that night… or what had transpired between us.
Only after I pleaded repeatedly had he finally allowed me out for a short while. I, Ivara, had to beg just to move around freely. What an irony.
I walked slowly through the courtyard, my cloak wrapped tightly around me. The cool air brushed against my face and I breathed it in deeply.
Freedom finally. Even if it was just for a few hours.
As I walked, all I could think of was Elodie. She was the on
