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Chapter 222: v2- - 41: aftermath · Oct 27, 2026

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201 Chapter 201: v2- - 20: his private chambers III 2026-10-27
202 Chapter 202: v2- - 21: choose me, everytime 2026-10-27
203 Chapter 203: v2- - 22: certainty 2026-10-27
204 Chapter 204: v2- - 23: breakfast I 2026-10-27
205 Chapter 205: v2- - 24: breakfast II 2026-10-27
206 Chapter 206: v2- - 25: breakfast III 2026-10-27
207 Chapter 207: v2- - 26: a small packet I 2026-10-27
208 Chapter 208: V2- - 27: a small packet II 2026-10-27
209 Chapter 209: v2- - 28: free to choose 2026-10-27
210 Chapter 210: v2- - 29: the second test I 2026-10-27
211 Chapter 211: v2- - 30: the second test II 2026-10-27
212 Chapter 212: v2- - 31: the second test III 2026-10-27
213 Chapter 213: v2 - 32: the second test IV 2026-10-27
214 Chapter 214: v2- - 33: the second test V 2026-10-27
215 Chapter 215: v2- - 34: The second test VI 2026-10-27
216 Chapter 216: v2- - 35: the third test I 2026-10-27
217 Chapter 217: v2- - 36: the third test II 2026-10-27
218 Chapter 218: v2- - 37: the fourth test 2026-10-27
219 Chapter 219: v2- - 38: the fifth test I 2026-10-27
220 Chapter 220: v2- - 39: the fifth test II 2026-10-27
221 Chapter 221: v2- - 40: the fifth test III 2026-10-27
222 Chapter 222: v2- - 41: aftermath 2026-10-27
223 Chapter 223: v2 - 42: the emperor’s decision I 2026-10-27
224 Chapter 224: v2- - 43: the emperor’s decision II 2026-10-27
225 Chapter 225: v2- - 44: the emperor’s decision III 2026-10-27
226 Chapter 226: v2- - 45: the emperor’s decision IV 2026-10-27
227 Chapter 227: v2- - 46: the emperor’s decision V 2026-10-27
228 Chapter 228: v2- - 47: more than sufficiently 2026-10-27
229 Chapter 229: v2- - 48: morning after I 2026-10-27
230 Chapter 230: V2- - 49: morning after II 2026-10-27
231 Chapter 231: v2 - 50: Morning after III 2026-10-27
232 Chapter 232: v2 - 51: lunch 2026-10-27
233 Chapter 233: v2- - 52: a moment of peace 2026-10-27
234 Chapter 234: v2 - 53: a father’s concern I 2026-10-27
235 Chapter 235: v2 - 54: a father’s concern II 2026-10-27
236 Chapter 236: v2 - 55: a father’s concern III 2026-10-27
237 Chapter 237: v2 - 56: a father’s concern IV 2026-10-27
238 Chapter 238: v2 - 57: days in passing 2026-10-27
239 Chapter 239: v2 - 58: the Imperial wedding 2026-10-27
240 Chapter 240: v3 - 1: the man who survived I 2026-10-27
241 Chapter 241: v3- - 2: the man who survived II 2026-10-27
242 Chapter 242: v3- - 3: the arena I 2026-10-27
243 Chapter 243: v3- - 4: the arena II 2026-10-27
244 Chapter 244: v3 - 5: arena fighters I 2026-10-27
245 Chapter 245: v3- - 6: arena fighters II 2026-10-27
246 Chapter 246: v3- - 7: Arena fighters III 2026-10-27
247 Chapter 247: v3 - 8: The deathly course I 2026-10-27
248 Chapter 248: v3- - 9: the deathly course II 2026-10-27
249 Chapter 249: v3 - 10: the deathly course III 2026-10-27
250 Chapter 250: v3 - 11: the deathly course IV 2026-10-27

Marian did not cry in the carriage.

Not at first.

She sat very still, her hands folded tightly in her lap as the carriage carried her through the capital.

The handkerchief Julian had given her remained between her fingers.

She hadn’t even realized she was still holding it.

Her mind kept returning to the same moment.

Adrian looking at her.

Then turning to Ophelia.

Of course.

The words had been so simple.

So calm.

As though Marian had not been standing right beside him.

As though he had not known exactly what that acceptance would mean.

She closed her eyes.

Her throat tightened.

She had thought she understood him.

That was what hurt most.

Not the dance itself.

Not even Ophelia.

It was the realization that she had built so much certainty around things Adrian had never actually promised her.

He had wanted her.

She knew that now.

She had felt it in the garden.

She had seen it in his eyes.

She had felt it in the way he had held her.

But wanting her was not the same as choosing her.

And perhaps that was the distinction she had been refusing to see.

Marian looked down at the handkerchief.

Julian.

He had seen her cry.

He had offered her a way out of the ballroom without asking her to explain herself.

And she had refused his hand.

Not because she didn’t appreciate him.

Because she had still been thinking about Adrian.

Even then.

The realization almost made her laugh.

How humiliating.

She had spent all this time trying to prove that she had chosen Adrian.

And in doing so, she had allowed herself to become completely dependent on whether Adrian chose her back.

She leaned her head against the carriage.

She understood why he was uncertain.

She couldn’t erase eighteen years of history simply because she had changed her mind.

She couldn’t expect him to forget that she had once chosen Cassian.

She couldn’t even blame him for remembering it.

Perhaps that was what she had been trying to make up for all this time.

She had returned to him.

She had approached him.

She had chosen him when he asked her to.

She had endured his doubts.

She had given him every reassurance he asked for.

And she had given him more than words.

She had trusted him with her body.

With her first time.

With a part of herself she had once believed would belong only to the man she married.

She had given it to Adrian because she believed she was choosing him again.

She had believed that he understood what that meant.

And yet tonight, standing beside him, she had watched him accept another woman’s invitation as though none of it had been enough to change what stood between them.

Marian’s chest tightened.

Perhaps Adrian still had every right to be hurt by what she had done.

She would never deny that.

But she could not keep paying for the same mistake forever.

She had spent the past weeks proving that her choice had changed.

She had given him every opportunity to believe her.

And now she understood something she had been too guilty to admit before.

She did not owe him an endless proof of love.

She owed him honesty.

She owed him the truth about what she felt.

But whether he chose to believe her was no longer something she could control.

Marian looked out the carriage window.

The capital passed in blurred patches of lamplight.

She had come back determined to build a future.

At first, she had thought Adrian was simply the most practical choice.

Then she had spent time with him again.

And somewhere along the way, practicality had become something more.

She had begun falling in love with him again.

That was why tonight had hurt so much.

Because she had finally allowed herself to hope.

And perhaps she had allowed herself to hope too soon.

Marian wiped the tear from her cheek.

No more.

Not because she wanted to punish Adrian.

Not because she wanted him to chase her.

She simply could not continue standing before him, offering herself piece by piece, while waiting for him to decide whether she had given enough.

If he needed time, she would give him time.

If he needed distance, she would give him distance.

But she would not spend every evening trying to pass another test.

She had a life beyond him.

She had a family depending on her.

She had a future to build.

And she had returned to the capital intending to consider her choices—not to spend the entire Season trying to convince one man that she was worthy of being chosen.

The carriage slowed.

Marian looked ahead.

The Valmont residence was coming into view.

She straightened.

By the time the carriage stopped, her expression was composed again.

She stepped inside without calling for anyone.

Her maid hurried toward her, but Marian dismissed her gently.

”I’ll change myself.”

She went upstairs.

Only when she reached her room did she finally allow herself to sit.

She looked at herself in the mirror.

Her hair was still carefully arranged.

Her jewels still glittered at her throat.

She had looked beautiful tonight.

She had dressed for him.

She had worn the things he had given her because she had believed she was falling in love with him again.

A tear slipped down her cheek.

Marian wiped it away.

Then she began removing the jewelry.

One piece at a time.

She placed each carefully into its box.

When she reached the last piece, her fingers paused.

She looked at it for a long moment.

She wasn’t ready to stop loving him.

She wasn’t even certain she wanted to.

But she could stop chasing him.

That, at least, was within her control.

Marian closed the jewelry box.

For the next several days, she would stay away from the gatherings.

She would let her heart settle.

And when she returned to society, she would face the Season as she had intended from the beginning.

She would speak to people.

She would meet other men.

She would consider her future.

Not to make Adrian jealous.

Not to punish him.

But because she could no longer put her entire future on hold while waiting for him to decide what she meant to him.

If Adrian wanted her, then eventually, he would have to decide that for himself.

Marian looked once more at the closed jewelry box.

She had chosen him.

She knew that now.

But choosing him did not mean she had to keep proving it forever.

And for the first time since returning to the capital, Marian allowed herself to consider a possibility she had been unwilling to face before.

Perhaps loving Adrian again did not mean she had to marry him.

Perhaps she could love him—

and still walk forward without him.

Tbc

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