Chapter 91: Secret Tryst
Liora refused the butler's offer to switch on the garden lights and stepped into the back garden alone.
The world dimmed at once. Even so, the darkness was not complete. Stars had spilled themselves across the sky in impossible abundance, and the moon hung bright and watchful above the estate, pouring down enough pale light to silver the paths, the hedges, and the ironwork around the garden.
Using that weak wash of moonlight, Liora let her gaze move over every corner of the grounds.
There was no sign of him.
A faint laugh brushed her lips.
That was exactly why she had not wanted the lights turned on. If this had been another one of Elias's tricks, another idle message sent after a good meal just to amuse himself, then there was no need to illuminate the emptiness and confirm it too clearly. Better to leave a little room for ambiguity. Better to let the darkness soften the joke.
In any case, she had not truly expected him to be here.
