In the end, the matter of Isadel's repatriation was concluded with the decision to discuss it again after some time.
Having returned to the princess's palace, Isadel roughly tore off her gloves the moment the reception room door closed. An irritation that would not easily fade lingered at her fingertips.
'Erhan, by what right do you shield me.'
He who had once not hesitated to say he would bind her to his side for life and intoxicate her.
Yet before the Ceres delegation, he had stepped forward more than anyone to defend her.
She simply could not fathom his intentions. Whether he truly meant to send her back to Ceres, or whether there was another scheme.
His contradictory attitude only left Isadel's heart in greater confusion.
The moment she entered the reception room of the princess's palace, Roshe came running in a fluster.
"How did it go, Your Highness? Is…
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