In the Nightingale castle, Isabella stood by the window with her mind troubled by the silence from the kidnappers.
When she heard footsteps behind her, she quickly hid her concern and pretended to be out on the balcony for some fresh air.
Julian, wearing just a robe, approached her.
"Belle, why are you up so late?"
She turned and wore a soft look in her eyes.
"I'm just a bit restless. Couldn't sleep," she murmured tenderly.
Moving closer, she wrapped her arms around his waist, their bodies melding in a quiet embrace. "What got you up, Julian?"
"I woke up thirsty and noticed you were gone, so I came looking," he said softly.
But the truth was, he had woken from a dream where Lena was with another man, which filled him with fury.
He had loved Lena for years but couldn't marry her.
