All Chapters of I Entered The Book After The Ending: Chapter 11 - Chapter 15

Before the Ball"Noelle, this is Mr. Rowan," Count Nimbel said to his daughter, who stood before the mansion's towering window. "The finest makeup artist in the Happy Carnival."The young lady turned gracefully. Sunlight spilled across her delicate features, making her emerald eyes shimmer like polished glass.She offered Rowan a courteous bow."It's a pleasure to meet you, Mr. Rowan. I've heard so much about your work."Behind Rowan, another figure stepped into the room.A handsome young man with golden hair and sea-blue eyes.Noelle's gaze drifted past Rowan and settled on him."...It's been two years."Sebastian offered no reply.Instead, he stepped forward, bowed with effortless elegance, and gently lifted the back of her hand to his lips."It's good to see you well, Lady Noelle."Their eyes met. Neither of them spoke. Too much had been left unsaid over the past two years.Noelle was the first to break the silence."Shall we begin? Mr. Rowan must be exhausted after such a long jour

The Next Morning...The Happy Carnival camp was unusually quiet that morning.Dew still clung to the tips of the grass, sparkling beneath the gentle warmth of the rising sun. The festival booths remained exactly where they had stood the night before, their colorful banners swaying lazily in the breeze.Only yesterday, laughter had filled every corner of the camp.Now...Silence lingered where joy had been.At daybreak, Sebastian had already returned to the forest with the town guards. They were combing every trail the Shadow Bandit might have taken during the night.Only a handful of people remained behind to watch over the camp. Isaac was one of them. From a distance, Rosella watched him. In the middle of the training grounds, he swung his sword again and again.Swish.Swish.Swish.The blade sliced cleanly through the morning air with every strike.He wore no shirt. Sweat glistened across his athletic frame beneath the golden sunlight. Though he was only nineteen, his broad shoulder

Rosella and Isaac walked side by side through the quiet streets of Pimadona. It was well past nightfall, and most of the houses had already gone dark. Only a handful of windows still glowed with fading candlelight, while the oil lamps lining the stone streets swayed gently beneath the cold evening breeze.Their clothes were still soaked from the river. Every now and then, Rosella shivered, pulling her thin cloak tighter around herself, though it did little to keep the cold from seeping into her bones.Before either of them could say another word, hurried footsteps echoed from the far end of the street."Isaac!"Someone came running toward them. It was Rowan. His breathing was uneven, as though he had searched every corner of the city. The moment he spotted Isaac, the tightness in his shoulders eased ever so slightly."Thank goodness..." he murmured under his breath. "I finally found you."Then his eyes drifted toward the figure walking beside Isaac. He frowned, almost as if he wasn't