My Unchosen Ex Chases Reborn Me (Soren and Fiona) novel Chapter 78

Chapter 78 Farewell Feast

Chapter 78 Farewell Feast

Fiona turned to Pearl. “Pack two boxes, please. If Yolanda takes one, then Isabel–aunt to Ms. Roxanne–must have the other. The second branch must never look stingy toward the main branch.”

Yolanda dabbed a crumb from her lip. “By the way, Ms. Roxanne will soon leave the academy and plans a banquet of thanks. Were you invited?”

In Duflana, a young woman could depart from the academy once she came of age. Roxanne had lingered only because her marriage contract was unsettled, but now that negotiations neared completion, her academy days were ending.

Yolanda’s mastery of the Six Arts dazzled everyone–four top marks already, a feat matched by only two women since Duflana’s founding.

The academy crowned her Female Laureate, presenting a silk sash and ivory plaque to honor her brilliance.

The next selection lay two years away, yet Fiona already held first–class scores in archery and horsemanship, and her music hovered on perfection. She intended to claim that title when the time came.

“The invitation arrived this morning,” Fiona said, smiling.

Roxanne’s kindness ignored rank. Even those she disliked felt no sting, and no one–however humble–was slighted. Lilith, daughter of a concubine, had received a gilded card like the rest. When Isabel heard, she lit up, praising Roxanne as a woman destined for greatness.

The Thankerton family now soared. James Thankerton served at the Censorate, charged with auditing the empire’s officials–a post that drew every ambitious courtier to his door.

By comparison, the Niven Estate echoed with memories of former glory.

Fiona, Lilith, and Yolanda traveled together to the banquet, their names written side by side on the seating plan.

Roxanne ignored rank, grouping friends by affection. The gesture instantly put every guest at

ease.

Mindy, forever at odds with Fiona, discovered her seat half a hall away. Grateful murmurs rippled through the room, each guest silently blessing Roxanne’s thoughtfulness.

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Roxanne entered in a robe of pale spring–green silk, its sheen like dew on new leaves. The color, the cut, and her effortless posture made her seem less a mortal woman than a goddess.

True beauty, Fiona thought, lives in the bones–in cultivated poise no ornament can replicate.

“I am grateful each of you could come,” Roxanne said, her voice clear as water. “These years at the academy have been my treasure, shaped by your guidance and friendship.”

“Guidance?” Mindy called from two tables away. “Roxanne, it is we who should thank you. You have looked after all of us, year after year.”

“She is right,” added the sixth daughter of the Linton family, her voice earnest. “I was timid in my first term. Roxanne, you took my hand and made the world less frightening.”

Around them, heads nodded in unspoken agreement.

Even Fiona, who usually prided herself on self–reliance, had benefited from Roxanne’s quiet generosity. When coursework threatened to drown her, Roxanne had simply slid her own immaculate notes across the desk, a gesture so effortless it felt like breathing.

A single loan of notes might seem trivial, yet Roxanne extended that same open hand to anyone in need. In a world ruled by rivalries and whispered slights, such consistency bordered on the miraculous.

Now, wearing an apologetic half–smile, Roxanne addressed the hall. “If anything today falls short of your comfort, please forgive me.” Her voice carried the soft timbre of someone accustomed to smoothing edges before they could cut.

Women of every generation had answered the Thankerton invitation. Some were past twenty -strangers to Fiona–yet they greeted Roxanne as if reuniting with a cherished sister, proof of a social web that stretched far past schoolyard walls.

Roxanne honored each arrival in turn, drifting through the crowd like lamplight, dispensing questions about family health, compliments about gowns, tiny recollections that convinced every listener she alone mattered.

Yet she paused when she reached Fiona, a breath caught between steps as though words required careful choosing.

“Roxanne, I wish you nothing but smooth roads ahead,” Fiona said, standing to meet her. Life beyond the academy–especially once marriages intervened–would scatter them like leaves; only grand family events might bring them back together.

Roxanne blinked, then laughed softly. “Thank you, Fiona. I had feared you-” She stopped herself, the unsaid possibility dissolving in the music of her laughter.

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