Chapter 30

Adelaide’s POV

“Pay no mind to the outsiders‘ chatter. People are fickle. Soon enough, it’ll all be forgotten. Don’t let it trouble you,” I said.

“Whatever they say, I remain indifferent,” I replied.

Vanya dropped the topic.

She didn’t ask about the royal guards outside, only inquiring about my daily routines.

We chatted for half an hour.

Tamara, fidgeting beside us, finally blurted out, “Adelaide, I need your help.”

I turned to her, her chapped lips and blistered corners revealing her distress.

“Cold as it is, you’re clearly overwhelmed,” I said gently.

“Speak your mind.”

“I came today because Rosemary’s illness flared up last night. She fainted this morning from rage. She’s awake now, but I don’t think she’ll last long. I’m here to beg you to intercede with Shaman Digby for me,” Tamara said, on the verge of tears.

“Rosemary threatened to have Simon reject me if I couldn’t get Digby here. I had no choice but to come to you.”

“Passed out?” I questioned.

herbs only a month ago. Why the sudden

with anger. “It’s about yesterday’s

up,

her anxiety, I

If I didn’t

out once

was not well–liked at Rosemary’s. Born into a small, powerless pack, she had never caused me trouble or put

willing to

ceremony: guests fleeing, wolf warriors leaving

even her mate Simon.

overturned tables, and Ulrik, after leaving, was

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didn’t spot her neck mark. Velda claimed

wolf warriors present know of it. Rosemary fainted from

listening in, paled. “Tamara,

Ivy’s concern. My current position made me unsuitable

longer a

image–conscious, had exploited

bond with Ulrik dissolved, she spread rumors of

she’d fueled the gossip, amplified by

quietly, I felt

with Ulrik without a

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