Ethan walked down the short, elegant corridor leading into his private residential quarters on the upper floor of the pavilion. Pushing the heavy doors open, he found Louisa and Mary waiting for him inside the brightly lit chamber. The moment his massive frame stepped through the entrance, both women instantly stood up, smoothing down their dresses before executing a graceful, deeply respectful reverence toward him.
Every single day that passed left them more thoroughly marveled by this towering, unshakeable man. To Louisa, there was an absolute, profound certainty that she could never have secured a more magnificent, heroic husband in this entire world. Mary, looking at his broad shoulders and commanding presence, harbored the exact same sentiment; she knew with complete clarity that no mother could have ever dreamed of a more powerful, protective, and providers-driven son-in-law.
