Chapter - 184
As the ceremony began to wind down and the music softened into a gentle hum, Jacob gazed around the place. His girls were scattered throughout the hall, deep in conversation with various guests. His gaze drifted across the crowd and landed on a sight that warmed him more than he expected—Althea standing beside Eleanor and Loriel, the three women laughing softly, their expressions open and light.
A quiet smile tugged at Jacob's lips. He knew how long the rift between the three women had lingered, and seeing them together was quite a pleasing sight. It hadn't been easy, coaxing them to lay old grievances to rest, to trust each other again. But he'd nudged and mediated. And now, here they were. Not just tolerating each other. Smiling. Rebuilding.
Jacob then finally spotted Vela and made his way toward her. Together, they slipped away from the crowd, retreating to the quiet sanctuary of their room.
