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Chapter forty one

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Isabella pov

As we stepped outside into the refreshing evening air, the sky above us was a stunning canvas of orange and pink, streaked with wispy clouds that caught the last rays of the descending sun. Rufus fell into step beside me, his long legs effortlessly covering the ground as we made our way toward the sprawling main house, its silhouette darkening against the vibrant twilight.

"You know," he said, amusement glinting in his bright eyes, "for someone who's new to this, you held your own back there."

I shot him a sidelong look, an eyebrow arched in playful disbelief. "Gee, thanks! I’ll make sure to add 'archery skills' to my resume, right alongside 'expert swordswoman' and 'master of stealth’."

Rufus let out a warm chuckle, his laughter rich and inviting as it echoed in the quiet of the evening. "You've got a sharp tongue, Isabella. I'll give you that."

We fell into a comfortable silence for a moment, the only sound accompanying us being the crunch of gravel beneath our boots as
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