Rafael left with a spring in his step after exchanging a tight hug with Soleia, but the moment the door closed, Soleia let the gentle smile drop from her face.
She wanted to laugh at the incredulity of it all. Was she cursed to never have a smooth-sailing marriage? Which higher power did she offend for variations of Elowyn― no, she was Elinora Wynsler now, to wedge herself between her and her husband?
Soleia sucked in a deep breath to calm herself down. It didn't matter. Elinora was welcome to have Rafael, once Soleia took herself out of the picture. She would not stay here for a moment longer than necessary― and Elinora's presence and Rafael's earlier disguise had shown her one pivotal fact.