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Adide said to Beata, “Tell Prisci that I have guests and will visit herter.”
Beata bowed and also greeted Paisley and Lte before reporting to Prisci.
Adide took Lte’s hand. “I disturbed Luna Adide yesterday. I came today to thank her,” Lte said gratefully.
“No need for such formality. You should be resting with your leg injured,” Adide replied. She and Paisley helped Lte into the lounge.
Lte’s maid presented a gift. “Our Luna knows she troubled you yesterday. She’s thankful and sends this gift.”
Adide had Jasmine ept the gift and smiled. “It was nothing. Why trouble Luna Madeline?”
Lte smiled shyly. “Luna Madeline said your kindness is rare. She wanted to thank you herself, but her cough has worsened with the rain, so I came in her ce.”
Dark circles lingered under her eyes, visible despite her makeup, showing she hadn’t rested well.
After some chat, Adide asked, “Can the earring be fixed?”
“It’s been sent to the Golden Jewelry Store. It should be repairable,” Lte replied.
“Such a valuable item should be kept safely. Wearing it risks losing it.”
Seeing how desperately Lte had sought the earring yesterday, Adide knew it held extraordinary significance for her.
“I rarely wear it,” Lte said, tears welled up.
“Yesterday, taking Gunnar to school, I wore it to feel he was with me.”
Her voice trembled slightly. “It’s one of the things we promised to do together in our mating. I know it’s self–deception, but without it, life is hard to bear.”
Adide’s eyes held pity–for Lte and for herself.
“I know someone as strong as you wouldn’t resort to such self–deception,” Lte continued, perhaps starved for conversation or because herte partner was Alpha Bentley’s subordinate, making her seek connection.
“I have no grand ambitions. I’m neither beautiful nor talented, with a timid personality and little
she–wolt. But my mate was different–a hero from a young age, handsome, and could choose any chose me, an ordinary person.”
“In eight years of mating, we were often apart and couldn’t have our own child. Fortunately, we have Gunnar. Though not our biological son, I believe his father would have loved him. I have no other expectations–just hoping Gunnar grows up to be honorable like his father and that one day I can take
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him to see where his father fell.”
Looking at Adide, tears in her eyes, she said firmly, “If that dayes, please send someone to guide us to his resting ce.”
Adide replied softly, “I will. When Gunnar is older, I’ll send someone with you. In the Southern Border, locals remember the fallen well.”
Lte smiled through tears. “That’s a relief. Truly, I’m at ease now.<i>” </i>
Seeing her cry, Adide, unsure how tofort her, said, “Don’t cry. He’d be heartbroken to see you like this.”
“Yes, he would be,” Lte wiped her tears, a wistful smile appearing. “He said my tears pained him.”
Lte wiped her tears and smiled sadly, “Those memories are truly unforgettable. Every word he said, I recall them over and over in the deep of night. That’s enough. These memories he left me will see me through this life.”
Adide and Paisley exchanged nces, a shared sense of mncholy welling up inside them.
Lteposed herself and said, “I lost myposure just now. I’m sorry for making a scene in front of you, Luna Adide, Paisley.”
“Getting it off your chest must feel like a relief,” Paisley replied, her voice uncharacteristically gentle. “It does, thank you,” Lte responded, her eyes and nostrils flushed from crying.
After her emotional release, she seemed more at peacè.
Once Lte left, Paisley hugged Adide.
“I’m sorry I wasn’t there for you during your hardest times. It breaks my heart to think how you managed,” she said, her voice choked with emotion.
Adideughed through her tears. “I made it through. Don’t cry, or I will too.”
Paisley let go, fanning her eyes and forcing back tears. “No more crying. We won’t cry.”