Raelynn let out a deep sigh as she wandered through the mansion's endless hallways. Finally, some peace and quiet, she thought, her footsteps echoing softly against the marble floor. Reinhart had been glued to her side the entire day, chattering endlessly and dragging her from one room to another like an overexcited puppy.
She had barely managed to escape after pleading with Hera to lure him away. Hera, with her usual calm demeanor, had merely given a small nod before Reinhart practically bounded after her, his enthusiasm clear.
Raelynn exhaled, pressing her back against the cool stone wall as she listened for any sign of Reinhart's return. Silence. Good. She was in the clear—for now.
Her thoughts drifted to Hera, and a wave of gratitude washed over her. I owe her for this. Big time.
