Isadora’s POV
"Careful," Cassian said as he helped me out of the car, his hand firmly gripping mine. His other arm around my waist.
I rolled my eyes, trying to ignore the flutter of warmth I felt at his touch. "I can walk, Cassian."
He gave me a sidelong glance, but didn’t let go, his hold unwavering as I stepped down. I wanted to protest more, but then I saw it. A large banner hanging from the archway in front of the estate.
“Welcome back, Your Majesty.”
My eyes widened in surprise. I blinked as I took in the scene—maids, guards, and a few palace staff gathered, smiling, clapping softly. A sense of warmth and cheer hung in the air. I wasn’t sure how to react. It felt surreal.
“They actually did this for me?” I whispered, mostly to myself.
Cassian’s hand didn’t leave mine as he gui
