It was the day Seamus had to say goodbye. He and Madeline would return to Rowani, leaving the north behind with its silence, its snow, and the unease that clung to everything beneath the surface.
After the incident at the secret party, Bianca decided to be silent. Whatever explanation existed, Seamus would have to ask Isolde.
Even her reaction afterward had been strange. Bianca had seemed unsettled, perhaps it fears or anxiety. He couldn't tell which disturbed him more.
The investigation of the fire was handed to Draemir, with Ulrich overseeing it. That alone spoke volumes.
As for Seamus, he was given the contact information for Dr. Dominique and Dr. Daniel, reassured that he could reach out whenever he wished.
Yet none of that eased the real problem pressing against his thoughts.
Isolde.
What to do with what he knew, and what he suspected.
Should he confront her now, force the truth into the open, or bury it and wait for the right moment to use it?
