Isabelle smiled to herself, soft and serene, at least for the moment.
Ceiori was nice this time of year, as far as she could tell. Granted, she didn't have a great view or sense of perspective of what it was like, given she was trapped in one suite in the palace.
But from the window it seemed nice.
She drew the sheets around her tighter and gazed down at the courtyard garden her window overlooked.
The gardens of the castle were exquisite. As nice as Nevremia's or even better, though she wouldn't dare say that to Alexander.
Still, they were exquisitely large and...
Alexander would have been much happier if he'd been allowed to attend them all this time. He'd have enjoyed spending time with those plants instead of cooped up in here.
But they were trapped in this suite, waiting for Vaughn's move.
Alright, let's do this crazy thing. Two chapters a day is my goal. We'll see how it goes.