章 541: I'm not real, I'm just a fake

They resumed walking down the hallway in comfortable silence. The palace walls seemed to stretch on endlessly, looming over them like ancient guardians, watching their every move.

Isabelle cast occasional glances at Octavian as they strolled down the hallways of the Nevremian palace. His profile was noble, and she couldn't deny the attraction that tugged at her whenever she looked at him.

Despite the serene ambiance, her thoughts began to wander as they continued their journey, her mind drifting back to the concerns that haunted her waking hours.

The pile of work that awaited her on Monday - not actually, but in her head she was calling it that - loomed over her, casting a shadow of dread over her steps.

Was she being dramatic? Yes.

Did that mean she was being silly enough to stop herself? No.

Absolutely not.

Her thoughts became tangled in knots, and her stomach churned with anxiety.