"Do you really think that Lady Ashlynn is up to handling such a large group right now?"
Marcel stilled at Isabell's question, and the entire room collectively held their breath. People like Samira and Diarmuid knew just how ragged Ashlynn was after the events of this morning, on top of the past few days, and even those who had just arrived had seen just how hard Sir Ollie's near-death experience had hit her.
If she were any normal lady, no one would have been surprised if she retired early for the evening, or even if she took the next several days to rest and recover with Sir Ollie… But Ashlynn was no ordinary lady, and she didn't have the luxury of time.
