Chapter 573 - Irelia and Amelia miss each other.

The Ainsworth mansion garden occupied such a wide area that, on certain mornings, it felt less like private property and more like a small park maintained by extremely disciplined gardeners. Pale stone paths crossed flowerbeds, low fountains ran between perfectly trimmed shrubs, and ancient trees cast broad shadows over white marble benches. Irelia's family home rose in the background, elegant and imposing, with tall windows reflecting the soft light of early afternoon. Nothing there suggested urgency, danger, or distant war. Even so, to Irelia, the place felt too quiet.