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Excuse me, Caleb addressed a passing server, urgency lacing his voice.
Which chamber is Isabella Miller celebrating her birth in? I am her brother; I am here to celebrate her birth.”
The server’s eyes fell upon the ornate satchel in Caleb’s
the ornate satchel in Caleb’s grasp, a flicker of envy in his gaze.
He leaned in, responding politely,
Sir, I do not know Miss Miller, but there are two birth celebrations–one in the Moonlit Meadow, one in the First Hall. Which do you seek?”
The private chamber.”
The server instantly indicated the far end of the corridor, “She is in the First Hall, yonder.”
Thank you.”
Caleb, engrossed in his purpose, failed to notice the trio trailing him.
Emily tugged at Jared’s sleeve, her eyes misty with distress.
Jared, Alexander, Caleb is going to Isabella… let us return; let us not disturb him.”
ared’s fists clenched, his knuckles white with rage.
Emily worries for him; yet he only cares for Isabella!”
Alexander’s face was grim; his voice cold.
What do you mean return? We cannot return! While we celebrate your birth, he rushes to Isabella. I must question his intentions.”
He strode forward; Emily’s attempts to restrain him failed.
‘Alexander! No…”
Caleb stood before the First Hall’s entrance, raising his hand to knock.
Laughter spilled from within, drowning out the sound of his knock.
He inhaled deeply and knocked more forcefully.
The laughter ceased abruptly.
‘Who knocks?” a female voice questioned.
‘No one should be here,” another voice responded.
‘Let us see!”
The door opened; a stranger appeared.
Caleb peered inside, calling softly, “Isabella…”
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Sara Lili is a daring romance writer who turns icy landscapes into scenes of fiery passion. She loves crafting hot love stories while embracing the chill of Iceland’s breathtaking cold.

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