Chapter 372

Unquestionably, this was the answer.

Thalassa maneuvered two chairs together to serve as her bed.

The chairs were of mahogany, devoid of any cushioning.

Sleeping on such a hard surface was frigid and uncomfortable.

But she had no choice. She couldn’t sleep on the floor.

Even though it was spring, the nights were still chilly.

Thalassa lay on the icy wooden surface without a blanket to cover herself.

She was so cold that goosebumps rose on her skin. Wave after wave of cold permeated her, chilling her to the bone.

Unable to sleep, she got up and rubbed her arms as she paced about, generating heat through friction to warm herself.

At first, this helped a bit, but as the night wore on, she grew colder, more tired, and hungrier.

With a grumbling stomach and her energy spent, she didn’t have the strength to continue.

She sat on the chair, leaning against the backrest. She remained still to conserve as much heat as possible.

She endured the night in this manner.

dawn broke, the sun’s rays bathed everything in a cool and

entire night freezing and starving, was weak and lethargic.

entered her eyes as she opened them.

squinted, unused to the brightness, and opened her

of tries

Daybreak had arrived.

had not slept a wink the entire night.

was low, and her mind was extremely

amidst the harsh cold and hunger, she couldn’t

she decided to get up. She opened the door of the cottage and stepped out.

causing her to wrap

too dark to make out the layout of the

she could see clearly.

find that the backyard was enclosed by a high, smooth wall. Climbing over the wall would require a ladder, and the wall was topped with

it was designed to prevent anyone from

scaling the wall

garden with its

the tulips in full bloom. Their vibrant colors and fragrant scent filled the air with the morning mist, creating a

indeed beautiful, as the butler, Fitch,

had no inclination

gate and pulled on it, but it

her hand and

no one answered, but she

become too annoying, and the door finally opened. Fitch stood in the doorway, politely saying, “Ms. Everhart, you

“Where is Lysander?”

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