Elspeth thought Arthur was acting weird. She saved him and he knew it was her, and yet he refused to admit it. “Fine, have it your way.” Elspeth stretched her arms and snickered. “You’re not the same chubby kid you were. You’re nothing but a dark, evil snake now.”
Incensed, Arthur barked, “There’s no way you’re that girl.” A part of him was screaming at him that Elspeth was indeed that girl, but he couldn’t believe it. He couldn’t believe the woman he had helped for so many years wasn’t the same one who saved him all those years ago. Something in his heart broke.
“Wait. You think Emma was the one who saved you?”
Arthur’s face fell. “Enough.” Arthur shook his head and ran off into the distance so Elspeth couldn’t ask him any more questions.
Elspeth saw him off, and she sighed. I shouldn’t have saved him. If I had known he would turn out to be someone so evil, I would have cheered those bullies on. She looked in the direction he ran off to, and then she returned to her courtyard.
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The next few days, Elspeth spent the mornings at her mother’s place, talking about her condition. When it was night, she would go through the escape plan with Harper. When she had free time, she would call Gilbert and chat with him. Those were some leisurely times.
Then came the day of the wedding. Elspeth was unceremoniously woken up at five in the morning and dragged out of her bed. Then it was time for makeup, which took a long time. After that, the servants changed her into all-red attire. They would have gone for a more modern wedding, but Michael wanted to go with their tradition, so they settled on a traditional wedding ceremony. Elspeth was donned with a crimson cape and a golden crown, then her head was covered with a red veil.
She was escorted to the carriage and would be taken to the new courtyard the Dawsons bought in Blaydal. Everyone thought it was a merry occasion; everyone but Elspeth.
Since there were people around her, Elspeth kept her voice low as she talked to her ring. “Where are you?”
Gilbert was released a few minutes after the carriage had gone off. Now, he was outside the Joneson Residence, rolling his wrist around. “Released. Once I rendezvous with Harper, we’ll bust you out.”
Elspeth rolled her eyes. The ornaments on her crown clanged against each other. “Tell Harper to keep the fighting to a minimum. You saw the Joneson Family guards. They’re as powerful as we are.” If Harper’s plan fails, I can never escape.
Gilbert nodded. This was serious, so he stopped his usual wisecracking. “We’ll bust you out safely.”
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