Isolde moved into the castle.She walked straight to the deepest part, to the room Caelan and I shared, and glanced at the coffin where we slept together.“So Claire has been sleeping beside you all these years?”She slowly walked over, her fingertips brushing lightly along the edge of the coffin before she turned back to Caelan.“I like this room. Can I stay here?”Several servants nearby instinctively looked toward Caelan.He didn’t refuse.I could feel his gaze fall on me, but he said nothing.From that day on, the castle began preparing for their engagement ceremony.Blood roses. Pureblood ceremonial gowns.Caelan never involved himself in any of it, so the servants could only come to me for confirmation.I lowered my head and looked at the ancient family crest embossed on the invitations. The bride and groom printed inside were her and him.When I looked up again, Isolde was already directing servants across the grand hall.“I don’t like this color. Change it. Redecorate the east
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