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Isolde replied firmly. “No, Lord Theodric is unwell. Marshal, escort him back to the city first. If I were to take him alone, I couldn’t handle any danger that might arise.”
“Then how will you return?” Oliver asked, his tone tinged with concern.
Isolde smiled faintly. “It’s so close. Even walking. I’ll be back in no time.”
Oliver’s sharp brows furrowed slightly as he shook his head. “No, your foot is injured.”
Theodric clung tightly to Isolde’s sleeve, his fever–flushed face stubborn. “Lady Isolde, I don’t want you to leave,” he said, glancing nervously at Oliver.
Isolde froze, briefly meeting Oliver’s tense and shadowed gaze. His stern expression was enough to make Theodric uneasy.
She knelt slightly to reassure Theodric with a soft smile “Don’t be afraid. The Marshal is a good man. Don’t yo remember? He saved us yesterday.”
But Theodric refused to let go, his little hands gripping her tightly. “Take me back yourself,” he insisted, his tone resolute despite his small stature.
Isolde hesitated, then turned to Oliver with an apologetic look. “Marshal Valois, would you mind if we shared a horse?”
Oliver, already uneasy about letting her return alone, sighed and replied, I don’t mind. But you should. If anyone sees, it could tarnish your reputation.”
Isolde chuckled softly, her voice calm yet resolute. “Reputation? I care nothing for it.”
Oliver was caught off guard by her words. A woman who cared nothing for her reputation? The very idea was almost absurd. Though Isolde and William’s betrothal had been a topic of discussion, a tarnished name could still ruin everything, not to mention the objections Oliver’s foster mother would surely raise.
“If you truly don’t care, then let’s go.” Oliver said at last, Isolde was already astride her horse, her posture straight and composed. The sun framed her silhouette, casting a soft halo around her figure as she smiled warmly. Yet beneath that radiant expression lay a trace of sadness, subtle but unmistakable.
One thought nagged at him. If the same person is behind the abduction of both Theodric and Isolde, why target her rather than the Duke of Blackmoor’s son?
Everyone in the capital knew the Duke cared little for his daughter.
She seemed oblivious, yet Oliver suspected she understood far more than she let on.
Another mystery tugged at his mind; his horse had never allowed anyone else to ride it–carried Isolde now without so much as a hint of resistance.
As Theodric clung tightly to her, Oliver mounted awkwardly behind them, careful to avoid touching her. But the saddle was narrow, and despite her attempts to can forward, the closeness was inevitable.
cloak and handed it to her.
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he replied, his tone sharp “The dignity of the Valen name isn’t
fleeting expression crossed Isolde’s face. She knew he was well aware that William disliked him. While Oliver treated William with the deference of an elder brother, his true feelings remained an enigma
everyone.
protest, she veiled her face, and they set off at a steady pace toward the
blood from Oliver’s wounds. Isolde’s heart tightened with worry. Theodric’s fever
horse harder if it can bear it,”
and if we go faster, keeping any distance will be impossible.”
on horseback, there was no distance between
touching the boy’s forehead anxiously. “We cannot afford to delay. A moment longer could cost him
the resolve in her voice, Oliver offered no further argument. With a flick of his whip,
across the earth, swift
stood firmly shut, imposing and unyielding. Outside, Oliver Valois rode hard, his horse kicking up clouds of dust in its wake. A
unfamiliar with his face would recognize the legendary horse beneath him, a gift to the Eryndral Empire that none could tame, save Oliver himself. That horse, after all, had already patrolled the city, leaving a
guards immediately stepped aside, opening the way without hesitation. Oliver’s steed thundered through, the sound
his patrol were making their rounds, arriving just in
his back turned to Milton. The encounter lasted only
Oliver disappear
asked one
the man,
of the Emperor favorites, he has no right
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rising star in the military. Milton found Oliver insufferable. A boy barely past twenty,
him. Without that backing, no way he
wouldn’t she? His father was the famed Marshal, Douglas Valois, and his adoptive father, the Marquis of Eldermere,
silence. His own lineage had always been his weakness. The most accomplished
secured a position at the city gates. Years of maneuvering and quiet scheming had eventually earned him a post
stood vigilant. Oliver reined in his steed at the gates. dismounting
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