Adrian walked into their chamber just after the midday sun began to fade behind the tall windows of the royal wing. Evelyn sat by the hearth, combing Elara’s curls softly, humming under her breath. The child giggled, reaching for her mother’s fingers, unaware of the storm brewing in the room.
Evelyn didn’t look up when she asked, “So… how did it go?”
Adrian paused mid-step, cautious. “It went fine. Leona left just a while ago"
Her hand froze on Elara’s head. “Just fine?” Her tone wasn’t angry it was quiet, measured, too quiet.
Adrian forced a smile and walked closer. “Yes. We spoke. She apologized for the past. Nothing else"
Evelyn lifted her gaze slowly, eyes locking onto his with a sharpness that made his chest tighten. “Adrian… you two were gone for almost an hour. That’s not a sim
