Chapter 12: The Arrival of Sir Aldrich

**Thelma Zane’s POV** I found a soft patch of grass not far from where my parents were seated and laid down to relax. Around me, people were engaged in cheerful conversations. Some of my peers were laughing at silly jokes, creating an atmosphere of carefree joy. To anyone observing, it was an ordinary scene, yet I found myself overwhelmed with emotion. I felt on the verge of tears—not from sadness, but from a deep sense of relief. For the first time in what felt like forever, I wasn’t consumed by inner turmoil. The heavy burden I’d been carrying seemed to lighten. I didn’t feel like I was dragging anyone down anymore. Lying there in the fresh air, within sight of the palace, I allowed myself to enjoy the moment. Still, my thoughts strayed to my parents and Rhode. I wondered if they would be sad if they knew I’d considered disappearing without a trace. My impulsiveness often got the better of me, but I regretted not leaving a note or some kind of reassurance. “I want to comp