Author’s POVHenry did not stay long after that. After everything he now knew, he could no longer stand being in the same room with her.He let Isyra continue speaking, nodding at the right moments, allowing her to believe she still held control of the situation. When she finally rose to prepare for her bath again, he took it as his excuse to leave, muttering something about needing air.She offered to come with him, but he shook his head lightly.“Don’t worry,” he said. “I just need a moment alone.”The moment the door closed behind him, the mask he had been holding in place slipped. His expression hardened instantly.The corridors were quieter now. Most of the servants had retired for the night, and the guards stood at their posts in silence. Henry walked past them without slowing, his steps steady.But his mind wasn’t.It moved quickly, piecing things together, replaying every word Isyra had said, every look she had given him, every lie she had carefully wrapped in softness and con
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