ISOLDE
I lifted my doubts, ignoring the tremor in my chest. My subconscious told me I was doing the right thing. I had no reason to fear anymore. Not him, not anyone, not when my own heart had been carrying a weight too long to bear alone.
I reached Felda’s chamber. Her guards didn’t even announce my presence, they looked as if they’d seen a ghost. Not surprising. I hadn’t expected I’d have any reason to come here myself, let alone to step into her domain uninvited.
“Your Highness,” they bowed, timid and stiff, but I ignored them.
“Had she told you not to let me in?” I asked, my eyes fixed on the closed door.
“No, Your Highness,” one said finally. “Queen Felda isn’t in her chamber. She’s in the garden.”
Good. Relief bubbled inside me. I nodded, about to start walking, but stopped. Wh
