Chapter 116 – An actor
"Emrys Stormblessed's ring."
Isolde's eyebrows rose at Meadow's words. She looked at the ring, squinted instinctively, and indeed felt the same natural aura that surrounded Emrys radiating from it.
Her mouth curved into a smile. "Did he really steal it?" She almost burst out laughing, finding it genuinely hard to believe.
She had always thought of herself as an anomaly among nobles, someone willing to do things others in their circle would never dare. A real outlier.
But stealing had never been part of it. She had never seen any need for it to begin with. And she was not, by nature, a greedy person.
Her husband, however, was so different from her on that point that it made her cackle.
"Cass truly has no limits." She managed between laughter. "He will do absolutely anything he wants without the slightest regard for his standing as a Tier One noble. So shameless."
'And that is exactly what makes him unpredictable.'
