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49. Alastair

Alastair

I fastened my gold watch around my wrist with a soft sigh, my mind still preoccupied with thoughts of Chelsea and her request. "I will send Ryle... my Secretary to you. Tell him what you need. He will bring them." The words slipped from my lips before I could fully process them. It was an unusual response for me, especially considering my tendency to dismiss such requests without a second thought. And above that, her memories of Lucian were related to that village.

Her silence after my offer prompted me to meet her gaze in the mirror. Her chin was lowered, her fingers nervously playing with the fabric of her gown. The uncertainty in her eyes spoke volumes, and it was clear that she had something more on her mind.

"Ask," I prompted, inviting her to voice whatever was troubling her.

She looked up, her gaze meeting mine in the mirror as she spoke. “Yesterday, you said that that day I was desperate for company. You didn't say what I did.” Her voice was soft, hesitant.

"You did not
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