He had lost himself for endless hours, mesmerized by Isobel's daughter, whose spirit and vitality shone like a beacon.
A fierce longing surged within him—a burning desire to intertwine his life with hers, to become an inseparable part of her vibrant world.
Nothing would deter him from this thrilling quest; not Alaric, with his piercing, watchful eyes; not Marie, with her sly, cautionary whispers; and certainly not Isabella, whose formidable presence always cast a long shadow.
He was unwavering in his determination, ready to face any obstacle that dared stand in his way.