Chapter 397

The night was deep and still.

Moonlight spilled through the balcony like a gauzy veil, casting a gentle, silvery haze over the bedroom. Everything felt warm and peaceful, wrapped in the hush of midnight.

Isadora lay in bed, arms draped around the man beside her, instinctively seeking the comfort of his familiar, pine-scented warmth.

It had been a long, exhausting day.

She was so tired.

She'd thought she wouldn't be able to sleep in the Fitzgerald family's grand estate.

But now, drowsiness weighed heavily on her.

"Victor..." she murmured, half-asleep.

Victor's dark eyes lingered on her, deep and intent. He stroked her soft curls with

a gentle hand, his voice low and tender. "What is it?"

Maybe she was already dreaming. With her eyes closed, Isadora whispered, "Good... night."

Moments later, the room fell silent, save for the steady, peaceful rhythm of her breathing.

She slept quietly, curled up like a kitten.

long while, then bent and pressed a gentle kiss to

"Goodnight, my Isadora."

slipped carefully out from under

and left

the hallway, the softness in his gaze faded, replaced by a

fortress-grand and imposing, with its main house flanked by four smaller wings, all in

in black from head

crossed the back garden, and paused at the door of a

door and stepped

a carved wooden chair, looking drawn and

suit she'd chosen that afternoon,

to see Victor. Resting on her

her, one hand in his pocket, his eyes cold and unreadable. "Why did you do

voice was ragged, hoarse. "That was Pattie's

icy.

the matriarch of the Fitzgerald family, commanding respect-even Dorian Fitzgerald had deferred to her. No

imagined her own grandson-the boy she'd raised with her own hands -would defy her, again and again,

thought darkened her expression even

if I gave the order?" she snapped. "Victor, do you

After a long pause, his

a finger on Isadora again. This is the last time I'll say

The sharp sound broke the

the photograph of Dorian at

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