Isabelle continued on with the rest of the group. They browsed more vendors. The next vendor that drew Alexander's attention was selling seeds. They were seeds from all across Nevremia. Many were native to different areas and couldn't be grown in other places. Alexander purchased several.
"Your collection of plants grows ever more." Lyov commented, nodding.
"I had been meaning to get these, but I haven't had the time to make the trip across Nevremia simply to pick up the seed variants."
Isabelle couldn't help that stab of guilt she felt from his statement...
After all, marrying her was the only reason he was so busy...
But Alexander's gaze was soft and his smile sweet when he turned back to her, as if to assure her without words that he did not mind, and that he had no regrets.
The guilt remained. But it eased. She couldn't feel completely guilt-free, but...
600! For some reason 500 feels like a disproportionately long time ago.