Chapter 66: A Rift of Insecurity

**Aldrich’s POV** I didn’t dare look at Thelma’s face. The southern Duke’s insinuation was far too blatant, leaving no room for misinterpretation. She must have understood the true nature of his so-called “escort mission.” What he described as a journey for protection was nothing more than an elaborate setup—a blind date disguised as duty. “You know,” I began hesitantly, grasping at straws to avoid confrontation, “military regulations don’t permit extended leaves without a valid reason. I’m afraid I can’t be of assistance.” The Duke, ever persistent, gave me a knowing wink that only deepened my unease. “That’s precisely why I sought special permission from the King and Queen,” he said, as if presenting me with a gift. His tone was jovial, but all I felt was the sting of manipulation. This wasn’t right. None of it was right. I quickly collected myself, my thoughts racing. The Duke had bypassed my earlier refusal with calculated precision. My father had already turned d