Chapter50

Ethan’s POV “This salmon is absolutely delicious,” Madalynn said. She sat next to me, her body pressing against mine as she laughed at what another noblewoman was saying, as if it were the most amusing thing in the world. Outside, thunder rumbled, and a flash of lightning cast eerie shadows on the walls of the dining hall, causing the candlelight by which we dined to take on a haunting glow. It wasn’t just the weather that was making me feel unsettled. Something wasn’t right, and I simply couldn’t place what it was. Madalynn cleared her throat. “Are you all right?” she asked, her breath warm on my face, making me frown. “You’ve hardly eaten a bite, and we’re on the third course.” “I’m fine.” I couldn’t help but think about Rosalie. I still didn’t understand why she hadn’t told me about the ultrasound. She had better explain herself to me later tonight. For some reason, I felt a longing, deep down, to go to her—to make sure she was well, that nothing was the matter with her or the baby.