Chapter 360 A Meeting with Oliver

Isolde lay sprawled on the soft training hall mat, panting heavily.

Finished

She was completely drained. Before Oliver had arrived, she had already been training for over half an hour, and sparring with him had taken another thirty minutes. It was clear–she had been neglecting her training lately. Her stamina had dropped significantly.

Oliver sat beside her, gently wiping the sweat from her forehead.

“I heard you lost your temper today,” he remarked.

“Yes.” Isolde turned to face him. “Got a problem with that?”

“Regret,” Oliver sighed.

“Regret? It’s not too late. She hasn’t left yet,” Isolde huffed.

“I regret not witnessing your moment of glory firsthand,” he teased, giving her nose a playful pinch. “What did you think I meant?”

“I thought you’d be reluctant to see her go,” Isolde chuckled.

Oliver scoffed. “I wanted her gone ages ago. If you hadn’t stepped in, I would’ve thrown her out myself.” His voice carried an unmistakable edge–his home had no place for another woman, not even in name.

“She’s still here for now, but I doubt she’ll last another two days,” Isolde mused.

“I heard Arthur had some harsh words today.”

“Hattie told you?”

“Mm.” A fleeting chill flickered in Oliver’s gaze.

Isolde propped her forehead against her hand. “Did Hattie also tell you that I had harsher words for him?”

“She said you stood up for me.”

“I’m protective.”

“Thank you.” Oliver’s smile softened, warm and genuine.

“I thought you’d blame me for bringing that up.” After all, when he was publicly rejected, he had kept his emotions in check, but she knew–he had felt humiliated.

“Blame you? Why would I? Having someone as fierce as you on my side is an honor,” he said. Having her was enough to erase any past humiliation.

Happiness glowed on his face as he gazed at her, her cheeks flushed from exertion, her eyes gleaming with vitality.

her head on his lap and let

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matter seemed to

But not entirely.

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give up so easily. She sent word, requesting

nothing to say to

declared that she was leaving, but before she left, she only wished for a final meeting with Oliver–to settle past grievances so neither would hold

Since she was leaving anyway, there was no harm in a last conversation. He sent

said, “Go ahead. I can already guess what tricks she’ll try- nothing worth worrying about.”

to say to

“End things properly.”

afraid of offending

fear,” Isolde replied calmly. “Allan has always been good to Oliver, treating him like his own grandson.

her reasoning sound. “Fine. I’ll go

cloak, called for Miniro, and

to Isolde. “Can you guess what

“I can.”

scream, threaten

down on him. She wouldn’t lower herself like that. No, she’ll hold

darkened. “Incense?

the only way she can stay in the Valen

you’ll

she doesn’t believe I will. A pampered noblewoman like her know the world. She thinks that if she and Oliver… consummate their relationship, he will

thing of

beckoning Hattie closer. Lowering her voice, she whispered, “Hattie, if she really has lit the incense, don’t rush in right away. Let’s

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turned and

finished

exactly as Isolde had predicted.

she sent Mell to buy aphrodisiac

because she had nowhere else to go–if she returned home, she could still find another

with Johnathan, after her heartbreak and despair, something

victorious campaign in Zloimond, he suddenly

man she had never deemed worthy–was now

dreams.

no longer dreamed of Johnathan.

it was

his defiant, unrestrained

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