Isadora's POV
I sat in the guest house, my mind still buzzing with the tumultuous events of the day. I tried to lose myself in a book titled "I Reject You," but my focus shattered when I heard a knock on the door. Irritation washed over me as I saw Adrian's face on the other side.
"What do you want?" I asked, my tone less than welcoming.
Adrian seemed unfazed by my cold reception. "Isadora, King Leonidas has made a dinner reservation for the two of you at the finest restaurant in the North."
I raised an eyebrow, suspicious of the sudden change. "And why is he making reservations for me?"
Adrian held out a designer dress, clearly expensive and tailored to perfection. "He also sent this for you. It's for the dinner. You'll need something this special."
I glanced at the dress, not entir
