My Unchosen Ex Chases Reborn Me (Soren and Fiona) novel Chapter 146

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Since returning to Jexburgh, Fiona had not stepped beyond the Niven Estate gates for an entire month.

The excuse she offered Soren–nursing her health–was not wholly contrived.

Jexburgh’s damp winter air left her listless, muscles heavy as wet silk. Yet even in full vigor she would never have entered Clearsky Pavilion. His invitation had been brutally straightforward, summoning her to discuss marriage. She had no intention of letting their entanglement advance that far.

That afternoon, Meryl joined her beneath the bare–limbed plane trees, letting the pale sun wash their laps in light.

“Your father is managing in Junbert,” Meryl said, voice pitched low and even. “But returning any time soon will not be easy.”

“Next year at the earliest,” Fiona replied, turning her face toward the sun though its warmth barely reached her skin.

Meryl added, “I hear Mr. Xavier will be back within days. He quelled the bandits so cleanly that Emperor Aldric now trusts him with greater burdens. A handsome promotion is likely waiting.”

Word traveled fast in Jexburgh. Households eager for advantage had already sent gifts and smiles to the Luthor Estate.

Until now, Xavier’s pedigree had been his lone shortfall. In looks and talent he surpassed most. With hard–won merit added, he stood among the capital’s finest sons–bait for every eligible daughter.

“Mr. Xavier was wounded in Junbert,” Fiona said. “His success is solid fact. If His Majesty shortchanges him, no one will volunteer for such thankless toil again.”

Xavier’s presence in Junbert had smoothed many roads for her father; without him, Zachary’s duties would have run twice as rough.

Meryl studied her, amusement flickering in her eyes. “Why do you suppose I keep mentioning him?”

Fiona said nothing. She did not dislike Xavier–far from it—but the tangled mess with Soren had to be cleared before her heart could contemplate anyone at all.

“Victoria favors you over every other girl,” Meryl went on. “She brings up your name each time

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we meet. Still, our first task is your coming–of–age ceremony–we must arrange it without delay.”

Fiona’s next venture beyond the estate came on invitation from Florence. She meant to cultivate that friendship, so she accepted at once.

The palace gates loomed unchanged, corridors of shadow swallowing the afternoon light.

Inside Splendor Palace, she found Florence chatting with Naomi, their laughter echoing softly against mosaicked walls.

“Why must Fiona come?” Naomi whispered. “My third brother suffered because of her grandmother. Seeing her will be terribly awkward.”

“We young ladies need not inherit our elders‘ grudges,” Florence said, tone gentle yet firm. “Your mother may dislike her, but must you?”

Naomi fell silent. She did like Fiona. Fiona, who never quarreled, who met every slight with gracious ease.

“Mother loathes the Princess Royal’s Estate most of all,” Naomi muttered at last. “If not for them, my third brother’s marriage would already be settled. Ms. Isabella of the Muirhaven family has adored him since they were children.”

“Your mother will never know,” Florence whispered, her tone half–conspiratorial, half–thrilled. “We’ll slip away and have our own adventure with Fiona.”

The words tumbled from her lips like secret bells chiming in a stone corridor, quick and bright and irresistible.

While the two girls planned with breathless excitement, Fiona lingered at the doorway, her smile softening into thoughtful silence. Instead of joining them, she drifted toward the adjacent garden where spring sprawled in manicured abundance.

Every bloom inside the Imperial Palace seemed painted by a patient god–petals lacquered with dawn, leaves polished by dew, air perfumed with a sweetness that coaxed even the most guarded heart to breathe deeper.

“Fiona, why are you standing here all alone? Shouldn’t you be looking for Florence?” Zephyr’s warm voice rose behind her, smooth as sunlight sliding across marble.

Fiona turned. The movement was unhurried, a silk ribbon unfurling through quiet air.

Her gaze

brushed past Soren with the same polite detachment she would grant a well–bred stranger at court. Not a single heartbeat lingered on him.

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“Good day, Lord Soren. Good day, Zephyr.” She dipped in a flawless curtsey, voice clear yet carefully measured, offering no more than etiquette required. O

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