Chapter 10 Just the Beginning

Isolde was destined for a life of adoration, yet she became an orphan forgotten by all.

“Take me back to Windermount,” Isolde said soft gone. I’m perfectly fine in Windermount.”

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turning her pale face toward him. “You won’t fret if I’m

“Don’t be absurd. I would never send you back there, replied Geoffrey, his tone torn. For years, he had resented her, but now, seeing her face–so much like her mother’s without the mask of powder–his anger.

ebbed.

Her last words before she collapsed had cut through him like a blade.

Tears spilled from Isolde’s eyes. “In Windermount, I kept chickens, goats, thirteen cows, and five grand horses. There was the wet nurse, Helena, the flowers, my garden, fields of wheat and barley. I could ride, fence, drink… I loved the manor. Leaving broke my heart. But then the butler came. He said you missed me, that you wanted me near because you were growing old…”

She had meant to feign emotion, yet found herself baring the truth. It had always been this way, even in her past life.

She had never let go of the bond with her father. Otherwise, she would not have been so easily swayed in her last life by Matilda and Mary, who promised that pleasing him was the way to win his love.

Especially now–especially as someone who had once been a mother herself.

A quiet sigh slipped from her lips as her gaze wandered to the patterns on the canopy above. “I returned… only to realize the steward lied.”

The words were biting, but beneath the bitterness lay an unshakable sorrow.

Geoffrey was shaken but kept his face stoic. Only moments ago, he had stood outside her door, listening to her anguished cries in her nightmares. He had never known

“I’ve sent the Marshal of Brackenfell to the palace,” he said, his voice firm. “The royal physician will provide medicine for your injuries. As for Helena’s claim that Mary poisoned you, I will see to it personally.”

Isolde lay still, her expression blank, as though none of it mattered.

For the first time, she caught a flicker of pity in her father’s eyes–something she had never seen in her previous life. But if family love was earned only through agony and schemes, she wanted no part of it.

closed her eyes, catching the faintest sigh

you to fight?” Geoffrey asked after a pause.

to. Her silence and anger would only deepen his guilt, ensuring he saw her as

Mary had poisoned her, the matter

more than Justice. It would establish dominance, vent her frustration,

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never inspired fear; they only emboldened enemies. A swift, ruthless blow was what she

long silence, she heard him rise

She was never one for cunning plans. In Windermount, she

she was forced to feign weakness. If I had even a single ally in this household, would I have

poisoning. But his sudden return with Oliver made the plot

mind, stirring hatred so deep

her throat; she coughed it out and slipped into unconsciousness

sweetness lingered on her tongue.

her eyes to find Helena’s worried face hovering above

Helena exclaimed with

Isolde Langley. She glanced up and met the cold,

a slightly

you feel?” he asked, his voice as

icy demeanor. “I heard you went to the palace to request the Consumption Pills

to have been personally crafted by the

was my duty,” Oliver replied, his tone

motioned for Helena to help

still lake. “Since you’re

him into revealing his full strength. She had allowed herself to

no patience for court intrigues or women who thrived. on

disappear beyond the curtai. Isolde exhaled softly,

fainted, the Duke was furious. He launched an investigation into the poisoning and summoned a physician to examine the food.”

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