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walked.”
He raised his dark eyes to hers, studying her. Isabelle couldn’t help the blush that formed on her cheeks under his intense gaze. “You must be very brave,” he said after a moment.
She had to look away, choosing instead to focus on a lock of hair that she twirled between her fingertips. “There was no bravery. Caden needed me and so I acted,” she replied simply.
“Ah yes, your brother,” Faolan replied. She caught the sharp undertone in his voice and her eyes shot to him.
“Yes,” she said, carefully controlling her voice.
Faolan only looked at her, his eyebrow raised. “How long has he been ill?”
“Since birth, years now.”
His cup empty, Faolan rose from his chair and went to the large wardrobe across the room. Isabelle watched him move effortlessly and with a grace she had never seen with anyone before, much less a man, even as slim and lithe as he was. He rifled through the wardrobe, pulling out shirts and putting them back again as he tried to make up his mind. She wondered why he would have clothes in her wardrobe before realizing that many of them were too big for him.
“Why are there clothes for men in that wardrobe?” she asked.
He continued sorting through the shirts, not bothering to pause in his search for clothing. “This is a generic bedchamber that my father keeps ready for guests. Rarely do we have female guests so all of the clothing that is kept in here is for men,” he told her.
“Oh.”
“You are sure Kylin can cure him?” he asked without turning around.
“He has to. Caden has no one else left,” she replied automatically.
Faolan turned around slowly, his arms crossed over his chest, a bundled shirt hanging loosely from his hand. His dark eyes caught hers, holding her firmly. “He has you, Isabelle.” He smiled slightly as a faint blush spread over her pale cheeks. “I’m sorry, but I should be going. Father will be expecting me. Feel free to explore the mountains as much as you like. If you get lost or wish to find me, ask a guard, any of them will be able to help you.”
“Thank you, Faolan.”
He nodded quickly, changed his shirt, and then left the room without another word.
After Faolan had left she began exploring the suite she and Caden had been given. There was the bath that she had found earlier, a common sitting room and then the last door she tried was Caden’s bedchamber. It was much smaller than hers and seemed quickly put together, but it had a bed in it which was all he would really need right now anyway. After she lit a few candles, she was able to clearly see Caden laying comfortably amidst the sheets. She quickly fell to her knees next to him and pulled his small hand into hers.
“Caden?” she said quietly.
His eyes opened slowly at the sound of her voice. “Izzy?”
“I’m here, darling. How do you feel? You look better.” She ran her fingers gently through his hair and along the side of his face.
“I’m okay,” he replied, his voice hoarse and strained. Caden frowned as his eyes started to focus. “Where are we?”
“The mountains. There’s a healer here and he’s going to make you all better,” she replied quickly, her fingers tightening around his. She started to tell him everything about her marriage and about Faolan and everything else that had happened, but she stopped, the words choking in her throat. He didn’t need the details. He was too young to understand them anyway. It would only be a few months out of their lives and then this would all be behind them. She plastered a warm smile to her lips as she kissed his forehead.
“I’m tired, Izzy,” he whispered before turning over.
“Alright, love,” she said, quickly kissing him on the cheek as she rose to her feet. “Get some more rest.” He nodded and buried himself further under the blankets. He was snoring softly by the time she was at the doorway.
Isabelle realized with some embarrassment that she was still wrapped in a sheet. She quickly
He raised his dark eyes to hers, studying her. Isabelle couldn’t help the blush that formed on her cheeks under his intense gaze. “You must be very brave,” he said after a moment.
She had to look away, choosing instead to focus on a lock of hair that she twirled between her fingertips. “There was no bravery. Caden needed me and so I acted,” she replied simply.
“Ah yes, your brother,” Faolan replied. She caught the sharp undertone in his voice and her eyes shot to him.
“Yes,” she said, carefully controlling her voice.
Faolan only looked at her, his eyebrow raised. “How long has he been ill?”
“Since birth, years now.”
His cup empty, Faolan rose from his chair and went to the large wardrobe across the room. Isabelle watched him move effortlessly and with a grace she had never seen with anyone before, much less a man, even as slim and lithe as he was. He rifled through the wardrobe, pulling out shirts and putting them back again as he tried to make up his mind. She wondered why he would have clothes in her wardrobe before realizing that many of them were too big for him.
“Why are there clothes for men in that wardrobe?” she asked.
He continued sorting through the shirts, not bothering to pause in his search for clothing. “This is a generic bedchamber that my father keeps ready for guests. Rarely do we have female guests so all of the clothing that is kept in here is for men,” he told her.
“Oh.”
“You are sure Kylin can cure him?” he asked without turning around.
“He has to. Caden has no one else left,” she replied automatically.
Faolan turned around slowly, his arms crossed over his chest, a bundled shirt hanging loosely from his hand. His dark eyes caught hers, holding her firmly. “He has you, Isabelle.” He smiled slightly as a faint blush spread over her pale cheeks. “I’m sorry, but I should be going. Father will be expecting me. Feel free to explore the mountains as much as you like. If you get lost or wish to find me, ask a guard, any of them will be able to help you.”
“Thank you, Faolan.”
He nodded quickly, changed his shirt, and then left the room without another word.
After Faolan had left she began exploring the suite she and Caden had been given. There was the bath that she had found earlier, a common sitting room and then the last door she tried was Caden’s bedchamber. It was much smaller than hers and seemed quickly put together, but it had a bed in it which was all he would really need right now anyway. After she lit a few candles, she was able to clearly see Caden laying comfortably amidst the sheets. She quickly fell to her knees next to him and pulled his small hand into hers.
“Caden?” she said quietly.
His eyes opened slowly at the sound of her voice. “Izzy?”
“I’m here, darling. How do you feel? You look better.” She ran her fingers gently through his hair and along the side of his face.
“I’m okay,” he replied, his voice hoarse and strained. Caden frowned as his eyes started to focus. “Where are we?”
“The mountains. There’s a healer here and he’s going to make you all better,” she replied quickly, her fingers tightening around his. She started to tell him everything about her marriage and about Faolan and everything else that had happened, but she stopped, the words choking in her throat. He didn’t need the details. He was too young to understand them anyway. It would only be a few months out of their lives and then this would all be behind them. She plastered a warm smile to her lips as she kissed his forehead.
“I’m tired, Izzy,” he whispered before turning over.
“Alright, love,” she said, quickly kissing him on the cheek as she rose to her feet. “Get some more rest.” He nodded and buried himself further under the blankets. He was snoring softly by the time she was at the doorway.
Isabelle realized with some embarrassment that she was still wrapped in a sheet. She quickly
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