"Thank you." nodded Isadore on edge once Mr. Aylesford took his leave, wishing her a good evening.
Holding back a sigh, she forced herself to smile at him politely but as soon as the man had gone, Isadore slumped back in her chair in the majestic castle archive room.
She felt exhausted, as if she had just run for hours without stopping even though she had sat all afternoon and into the early hours of sunset.
Having just finished presiding over court it was time to face Rhys and his request to be his for the evening, whatever that meant.
Even though he had played dirty to win their challenge and Isadore was still furious at being made a fool of, duped with ridiculous ease.
However, every promise was due and she had lost so she would give Rhys a few hours of her time, despite dreading
