**TITLE: Whispers Shape Distant Tomorrows by Aren Cole Vale**
**Chapter 89: Is Gracewind Garden Off Limits?**
As Margaery entered the room, her eyes immediately landed on Sarah, who stood frozen at the entrance.
Sarah hadn’t anticipated crossing paths with Margaery, especially not in such an intimate setting where Margaery was perched on Dashnell’s lap. The sight left her momentarily speechless, and she stammered, “Lady Margaery…”
In that instant, a wave of memories crashed over her. Just recently, Dominic had visited Tessa, boldly proclaiming his intent to marry Margaery in the future. The conflicting emotions churned within Sarah. If only she had remained loyal to Margaery all those years ago, perhaps their fates would have entwined differently.
It struck her like a bolt from the blue: she and Sophie had once been devoted maids to Margaery, serving her faithfully for nearly a decade. Yet, they had turned their backs on her, following Tessa in a misguided attempt to suppress her. Now, that betrayal loomed large in her mind, a specter of regret that could not be exorcised.
She stood there, gazing at Margaery, her thoughts spiraling into a tumult of guilt and longing. In her distraction, she forgot to offer the customary respects to Prince Dashnell, a grievous oversight.
Meanwhile, Joshua, simmering with barely contained anger, could hardly believe the audacity of this maid. His patience frayed, he barked, “You see Prince Dashnell and do not kneel? Are you courting death!”
The sharpness of his tone jolted Sarah back to reality. She quickly dropped to her knees, her voice trembling as she managed to say, “This servant greets Your Highness…”
In a hurried, instinctual motion, she concealed the note she had been clutching behind her back, hoping it would go unnoticed.
Dashnell, however, didn’t spare her a glance. His wheelchair glided past her, heading directly toward Gracewind Garden, a place of both beauty and decay.
Joshua’s heart raced as he watched, his concern mounting. He stepped forward, blocking Dashnell’s path. “Your Highness, might I suggest we visit my father’s estate instead? There’s an imperial physician stationed there, which would be far more convenient…”
His voice trailed off as he contemplated the state of Gracewind Garden. It was in disrepair, and he dreaded the thought of Dashnell’s reaction upon seeing it.
“What’s the matter? Is Gracewind Garden off limits?” Dashnell’s gaze pierced through Joshua, his eyes cold and unyielding.
Joshua felt a lump in his throat, rendered momentarily speechless.
Ignoring him, Dashnell gestured to Adam to continue pushing him toward Gracewind Garden.
With no other choice, Joshua fell into step behind them, his voice laced with concern. “Your Highness, it’s rather rundown; I fear it may be disrespectful to you…”
“I had thought you were unaware of its condition,” Dashnell replied, his voice dripping with disdain.
Joshua’s mind raced, feeling utterly trapped. He cursed Clyde silently, wishing he hadn’t stirred the pot upon his return. If not for Clyde’s meddling, Dashnell would never have ventured to Gracewind Garden. After all, Margaery was engaged to Dominic. Even if Dashnell harbored feelings for her, he would need to tread carefully to avoid any hint of scandal.
But now, Margaery lay injured, her condition dire.
The thought of the blood test for kinship crept into Joshua’s mind, and he felt a wave of dread wash over him. Under normal circumstances, taking a small vial of blood from Margaery would have been a simple matter, but given her current state, it could prove catastrophic. To insist on drawing blood now, even a mere drop, would be utterly indefensible.
It was maddening.
With a heavy heart, he finally found the words. “Prince Dashnell, please, do not be angry. Allowing Margaery to stay in Gracewind Garden was indeed our oversight. We will do everything in our power to make amends.”
As Joshua spoke, he couldn’t shake the nagging thought: ‘If Margaery marries Dominic, would Dashnell, as her senior, choose to align himself with the Hadley family and Prince Marcus?’
‘If that were the case, perhaps it wouldn’t be so bad after all.’
Yet, Dashnell seemed to find Joshua’s presence nothing but a nuisance, offering no response.



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