I felt envy gnawing at me as I scuttle to escape the curious gaze of Alpha Egon. Surely, I do not have any right to pine over someone else’s man.
Lamentably, my forlorn heart views him as a home or a safe place I never knew I needed until I learned he belonged to someone else. His marriage to Lady Ruth is inevitable, as both of them are at par with one another in status and wealth.
Well aware of my inferior standing both in society and in Egon’s life, I try to resolve the inscrutable matter of my heart by pondering about the nature of my vision that I had about him, ‘If Egon is supposed to marry Lady Ruth, why did I have a vision about him marrying me?’
With my stomach in knots, I head to the infirmary to meet up with Leda, as per my promise to Sir Drago. The old man wants me to stay
