Isolde
Isolde turned around, her heart slamming into her chest.
The man standing behind them wasn’t Kael. Isolde wondered is she was stupid for even hoping that it was Kael. He would only say something to make her feel terrible for even existing.
This man was heavier and older than Kael. He carried himself like a leader and Isolde wondered why she'd never seen him.
His dark eyes swept over her, unreadable, before landing on Elowen. Elowen stiffened beside her.
Isolde didn’t move. Her breath was too loud in her ears, her pulse a rapid drumbeat. Had he seen Elowen running that fast? Why was he watching them that way?
The man took a step forward. “You’re the girl. Isolde?”
His voice was rough and aged. He was dressed in a large black coat, his hair silver at his temple.
Isolde’s
