Chapter 247
Lillian’s POV
“Remove your hand from my shoulder,” Grayson said coolly.
Odette swallowed hard and slowly pulled her hand back.
“Tonight, I am here to guard Lillian and her children,” Grayson said. “This is my only purpose and I will not be swayed from it.”
Odette looked like she wanted to argue, but she stopped herself. Instead, she shot a glare at me.
“I do apologize,” Grayson said to Odette, but the words were hard. “I still appreciate all you did for me.”
“If that’s true, you will more seriously consider the Council’s conditions,” she said. She nodded at him, turned, and stormed away from us.
When she was gone, Grayson exhaled heavily. Neither of us said anything for a moment, and then he looked at me “You said Odette knew your father? That he was there that day…?”
“What do you know about the night Ronan died?” I asked him.
“I spoke with the servant who had caused the misunderstanding,” Grayson said. “She was extremely apologetic, and broke down in tears. I moved her to a different position, one that carried less weight, but I truly believed this to all be a terrible accident.”
“Did you investigate anything regarding Odette’s illness, or the severity of it?” I asked. “Did you speak to the doctors?”
“I… assumed she was very sick. Why else would they give her the flower?”
“That’s what I want to know,” I said. “I spoke with the doctor and he said her poisoning was not serious, and that my father had been there in the room. I suspect the doctors were either purposefully deceived about her condition, or my father used his authority to force their hand. Perhaps both.”
A storm cloud brewed on Grayson’s face and he frowned.
Before our conversation could continue, a pair of court members approached the table, nearer the children.
Grayson stood as they approached.
“Such fine children, Lillian,” the man said. Before I could confuse this with a compliment, he said, “A shame that they have no father.”
The children froze.
Grayson moved closer. “That’s enough.”
“I was merely speaking the truth,” the man said.
“Move along,” Grayson warned. “I will not request again.”
The man paled and dragged his wife away.
I didn’t hang my head, but I wanted to. Their remarks showed what others must be thinking but were too cowardly to say to my face. And in front of my children! This was all the more reason, a reminder, that we were not welcome here.
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Across the room, members of the Elder Council watched us, but they made no move to approach.
When the couple had moved on and the area around the table was clear again, Grayson returned to his seat beside
“The Elder Council wants you to marry Odette?” I asked.
He nodded. “I refuse to, but they continue to apply pressure. Many of the court know of their ultimatum, and most do not understand why I don’t give in.” He paused a moment, then looked at me. “What do you feel I should do?”
Immediately, I felt the weight of the question, knowing there was so much more there than what he was truly asking me.
I couldn’t commit to an answer, as much as I wanted to insist he never marry Odette. Secretly, though I would never admit it, I wanted him to marry me again, to make our family whole.
But that could never occur. Dreams and hopes meant nothing in the reality of our situation.
“You should follow your heart,” I told him.
He looked at me, deep down into me, and I wondered if he could see through my façade. Could he hear how fast my heart was beating?
If he could, he didn’t say a word, about this or much else.
He stayed near our side the whole night, guarding us against the council and the court, though he could not stop their watchful glares. The kids, at least, didn’t seem to notice. After enjoying their sugar, they danced the night
away.
Eventually, the evening came to a close, and Grayson saw us safely to our room.


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