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Chapter 3: Love Each Other

Isolde stood in the corridor's shadow outside the main hall, hearing voices from within. โ€œMatilda, youโ€™re Eleanorโ€™s aunt. I leave this matter to you. My mother wishes to settle Eleanor and Williamโ€™s marriage before my father returns to the Royal Court.โ€ The speaker was Agnes Valen, Williamโ€™s sister and Lord Feltonโ€™s wife. Isolde could never forget that voice, not in ten lifetimes. Matilda offered a gracious smile. โ€œOh, Lady Felton, youโ€™re too kind. For Eleanor to marry into the Marquisโ€™s estate is a great blessing. I will ensure it happens.โ€ A cold smile played on Isoldeโ€™s lips. Before her time travel, she hadnโ€™t heard these words. Sheโ€™d foolishly believed everyone acted in her best interests, that such was the virtue of noblewomen.

Drawing a deep breath, she entered the hall. Her eyes immediately found William. The cruel visage from her memory flashed before herโ€”her tearful pleas, kneeling on the cold ground, the blinding fire, Lady Prudence Blackwellโ€™s stony face. The memories overwhelmed her, choking her with bitterness. William turned, startled by her presence. Heโ€™d seen her only twice beforeโ€”garish in red and green, gold ornaments glittering in her hair, her painted face more frightening than beautiful. Today, simply dressed, she was a vision of quiet beauty.

โ€œIsolde, youโ€™re just in time!โ€ Matilda called warmly, her satin gown embroidered with curling vines, her demeanor gentle as she beckoned Isolde closer. Isoldeโ€™s gaze moved past William to Eleanor. Eleanorโ€™s pale cheeks were stained with shame, her reddened eyes brimming with tears. She wore a white gown delicately embroidered with green bamboo at the cuffs, her frail form trembling. She glanced at Isolde, then dropped her gaze, her tears falling harder. William took her hand and spoke softly. โ€œDo not fret, Eleanor. I am here.โ€ Eleanorโ€™s lips quivered, a shy blush blooming on her cheeks as she leaned into him, her movements soft and demure. Isolde watched with icy detachment. A perfect pairโ€”what envy they must inspire.

Agnes turned to Isolde with feigned warmth. โ€œIsolde, I trust you know why weโ€™re here. Your mother always said you were gracious and understanding. You and Eleanor are cousins, after all. Surely you will honor that bond and allow her to join the household.โ€ Isolde seated herself calmly. Agnes, resplendent in crimson silk and golden embroidery, pearls and jade gleaming in her hair, radiated haughty elegance. Isoldeโ€™s voice was smooth but pointed. โ€œAnd what matter might that be? I seem to know nothing of it.โ€ Matildaโ€™s smile tightened. โ€œIsolde, do not play coy. Eleanor is carrying Williamโ€™s child. She must be brought into the family.โ€

โ€œIs that so?โ€ Isoldeโ€™s sharp gaze shifted to Eleanor. โ€œIs it true?โ€ Eleanorโ€™s cheeks burned crimson, and she whispered tearfully, โ€œIsoldeโ€ฆ forgive me. Weโ€ฆ we couldnโ€™t help ourselves.โ€

Couldnโ€™t help yourselves? Isoldeโ€™s voice cut like frost. โ€œIn Windermount, we call that disgraceful conduct. Such offenses are dealt with by drowning.โ€

โ€œMind your words!โ€ Matilda snapped. โ€œEleanor and William have long loved each other. If not for your interference, they would already be wed.โ€

โ€œLove, is it?โ€ Isolde turned her glare on William. โ€œThen why agree to marry me? Your so-called love reeks of nothing more than base indulgence.โ€ Williamโ€™s face darkened. โ€œWatch your tongue! No respectable woman would speak so shamelessly. Have you no dignity?โ€

Isolde laughed, cold and bitter. โ€œDignity? At least I havenโ€™t brought shame on my family with a bastard child. Perhaps such behavior is acceptable here in the capital, but in my lands, we call people like you adulterers.โ€

Matilda blanched. โ€œIsolde! Such vulgar words do not befit a daughter of the Dukeโ€™s house!โ€

โ€œVulgar? Youโ€™ve yet to hear me call her what she truly isโ€”a whore.โ€

Eleanorโ€™s sobs broke the silence. โ€œIsolde, I know you wonโ€™t forgive me. I cannot live with such disgrace. Iโ€™d rather die here and now.โ€ She stumbled toward a pillar. William sprang after her, catching her wrist. โ€œEleanor, no! Ignore her. I swear I will marry you.โ€

โ€œNo, William!โ€ Eleanor wailed. โ€œLet me go! Iโ€™ll take our child with me to the grave!โ€

Matilda turned on Isolde furiously. โ€œLook at what youโ€™ve done! Apologize to her right now!โ€

Isoldeโ€™s voice was sharp and unwavering. โ€œApologize? For what? Am I the one carrying a bastard? Am I the one who brought shame to my name? Noโ€”she hardly deserves an apology.โ€ She rose, striding before Eleanor. Leaning in, her voice dropped to a venomous whisper. โ€œDidnโ€™t you say youโ€™d die? Then do it.โ€

Eleanor sobbed harder, clinging to William. โ€œWilliam, let me go! Please, let me goโ€ฆโ€ Williamโ€™s face twisted with rage. He raised his hand to strike Isolde. Isolde caught his wrist, twisting sharply to send him stumbling backward. He glared at her, stunned. Isolde stepped before him, her expression cold and unyielding as she glared at Eleanor. โ€œWell? No oneโ€™s holding you back now. Go aheadโ€”die if you must!โ€

Eleanor froze, staring at her in shock. โ€œWhat are you waiting for?โ€ Isoldeโ€™s voice rose to a sharp roar, jolting Eleanor into uncontrollable sobs. โ€œWhy are you doing this to me, Isolde?โ€ Eleanor wept, her voice shaking with hurt. โ€œIf Iโ€™ve done wrong, you can scold me or strike meโ€”but must you go this far? Why treat me with such cruelty?โ€

Isoldeโ€™s response was swiftโ€”she slapped Eleanor repeatedly until the girlโ€™s cries faltered. Then she stopped, her voice low and merciless. โ€œYou wanted me to hit you? Then Iโ€™ll grant your wish.โ€

Humiliated, Eleanor collapsed, feigning unconsciousness. Matilda hurried to her side, anger darkening her features. โ€œIsolde Langley!โ€ she thundered. โ€œYou are a lady of the Dukeโ€™s estate, yet you act like a common savage. To strike someone publiclyโ€”have you no respect for me, your own mother?โ€

Isoldeโ€™s reply was scathing. โ€œRespect for you? Do you even regard me as your daughter? You side with these disgraceful people against me, yet dare call yourself a mother?โ€

Agnes shot to her feet, her face ashen with fury. โ€œIf you cannot bear Eleanorโ€™s presence, then this engagement ends here. The Estate of Eldermere will not tolerate such vulgarity. To think we would wed my son to a woman so coarse of tongue and temperโ€”it is unthinkable. Iโ€™ll have the betrothal contract returned at once. William, weโ€™re leaving.โ€

โ€œYes, cancel the engagement!โ€ William said eagerly, seizing the opportunity. He had never wanted the match. As the commotion unfolded, Isoldeโ€™s sharp eyes flickered to Eleanor, who had โ€œfainted.โ€ She saw her eyes snap open for a moment, a spark of triumph glimmering within them.

โ€œWait!โ€ Isoldeโ€™s voice rang out, cutting through the tension.


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