Chapter 236

Freya’s POV As the golden sunset painted the sky in hues of amber and rose, we finally returned from our woodland adventure. Isabella skipped ahead of us up the path to the pack house, her energy seemingly boundless despite our day-long hike. "There's my precious Bella!" Victoria called out from the wide front porch, her elegant figure framed by climbing roses that adorned the entrance. She opened her arms wide as Isabella ran to her, squealing with delight. "Grandma! We saw magic fish today! They were singing to the water!" Isabella proclaimed, her eyes bright with excitement. Victoria caught my gaze over our daughter's head, a knowing look passing between us. She understood the significance of Isabella's words better than most, given her own elven heritage. "Did they now?" she replied, smoothing Isabella's wild curls. "You must tell me all about these magical fish over hot chocolate and cookies." Silvano placed his hand at the small of my back as we approached, the heat of his palm s