The servants worked quickly and silently.
Rachel stood in the middle of her old, small room, watching as they packed her few belongings into wooden chests. The loose dress she wore felt heavier today, the weight of her growing secret pressing down on her more than usual. She had barely spoken since Kylian left the clinic. Her mind was still spinning from his sudden decision.
Within the hour, they escorted her to a new room on the main wing — much closer to Kylian’s private quarters.
The moment she stepped inside, Rachel’s breath caught.
It was larger. Warmer. Sunlight poured through tall windows that overlooked the forest. A big, comfortable bed with soft blankets and many pillows sat against one wall. There was a sitting area with a plush couch and a low table, a beautiful writing des
