“I don't smell Caleb,” she murmured sadly. “I thought he would be here.”“Maybe he hasn't arrived yet,” Ivy consoled. “Let's go to the dining room. I'm starving.”They walked through the silent hallways to the main dining room. There, Hester, the cook and daughter of one of the gardeners, received them with a warm smile that eased some of Leyla's tension.Ivy sat on the granite island and Leyla imitated her, although she kept looking toward the door as if she expected Killian to burst in at any moment.“Miss Ivy, welcome. I didn't expect visitors today,” Hester said, placing a couple of plates with fresh snacks on the table.“Hi, Hester. This is Leyla, my best friend,” Ivy introduced. “How are you doing with everything? Any news on your... matter?”Hester let out a soft huff, drying her hands on her apron. Her eyes darkened for a second.“I'm still trying, Ivy. Nothing yet. My mate is starting to lose patience, but well... the Goddess will know.”Ivy felt a knot in her stomach. The co
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