In the courtyard, Arlo spotted Elsie moving with careful, uneven steps.
The moment Arlo recognized her, Gideon's loyal servant hurried back to deliver his report.
With Ivy's upcoming nuptials, her chambers had transformed into the estate's most animated space, filled with constant chatter and celebration in recent days.
Gideon needed to wait for a private moment before approaching Ivy.
Studying Ivy's radiant expression, Gideon released a wistful breath. "In just days, you'll be wed. Your absence will leave a void."
"Gideon, marriage won't prevent me from returning for visits," Ivy replied.
"As Lady Thorne, you won't have the freedom to visit at will. The Thorne household will require your attention as its lady. I suspect you'll barely have moments to spare for us," Gideon said with resignation.
"Gideon, that's impossible," Ivy protested, her brilliant smile impossible to contain.
