TIARA THORNELLS
I released a deep, steadying breath, forcing myself to focus once more on Mrs. Alicia. “We’ll be taking our leave now. Thank you for welcoming us into your home...” I turned my gaze to her son, Adrian. “Goodbye. now. I hope we meet again.”
I offered him a gentle smile, and although he returned it, there was a sadness behind his eyes.
I stepped toward the wide-open main door, my lips sealed in silence. Without saying anything further, I climbed up first onto the horse. The cold wind brushed against my cheeks as I settled into the saddle.
“Here, wear this.”
Randolf’s voice was firm as he handed me a thick, full-body fur coat. I accepted it wordlessly, pulling it over my shoulders with a grateful nod. The warmth enveloped me quickly, shielding me from the chill that clun
