She wasn't there for Kellan.
Throughout the dinner, despite her presence at his side, the girl's eyes had never left Rhys's face.
And everyone noticed it.
Even Rhys himself.
Had it happened a few weeks ago, Isadore wouldn't have tolerated it and not just because she was jealous.
Jealousy was just a drop in the sea of the anger raging inside her.
She couldn't have bore the searing humiliation, the proverbial disrespect for her title and status and above everything, Rhys's indifference that made it all the more serious.
A few weeks ago, however, she had still been herself.
Before being Sioggards's Luna, before being a Princess of the Moon.
She had been the Beta's elusive, capricious and spoiled niece.
And she would have never let anyone treat her that way.
Especially not an amb
