The cold air of the hallway was a stark contrast to the warmth of the grand ballroom. Regina walked swiftly, her heels clicking against the marble floors, her heart pounding in her chest. She had held herself together all night, smiled where it was expected, and spoken with grace. But as soon as she was out of sight, the weight in her chest felt unbearable.
Behind her, Duke Eden followed at a measured pace, his sharp eyes watching her every movement. He glanced back briefly, lifting a hand to dismiss her maid and her advisor without a word. They hesitated but obeyed, stepping away as the Duke continued his silent pursuit.
Regina did not acknowledge him. She kept walking, her hands clenched at her sides, until she reached the castle's back gardens. The night was crisp, the air biting agai
