ISOLDE
I had tiptoed... for what?!
I forced myself to snap out of it, giving myself a light slap in my head. He let my hand go slowly, almost like he didn’t want to, and I swallowed hard before walking toward Velin again.
“Let me help you,” I said softly, my voice calm and sweet despite the ache inside. “I won’t hurt you, I promise.”
She looked at me as though my words were poison.
“You’ve already broken me… far more than hurt. There’s nothing you can do to return him. Nothing you can do to wash yourself clean. I can never forgive you.”
Her voice was low but sharp, and before I could reply, King Rowan stepped in, his presence instantly filling the room. He scooped her up like she weighed nothing.
“Don’t worry, I’ll do this myself,” he said, his deep, dominant voice cutting off anyth
