Adeline’s resolute decision to shape her destiny with Eric as her unwavering partner affirmed Maris’s conviction that her own alliance with Eloquen was judicious. Their union provided Adeline with the power to embrace her fate with minimal divine intervention. As long as their enchantments remained harmonious, they could shield Adeline and Eric from external schemes.
Satisfied with their alliance, Maris ceased her restless pacing and faced Eloquen, who reclined gracefully on his chaise. The assurance from Eric’s protective watch over Adeline had calmed her. Gazing into Eloquen’s arcane mirror, Maris glimpsed Eric’s unwavering commitment to Adeline. She pondered if this mortal could truly be the key to liberating Adeline from her shackles. Though Maris resented Feronia’s meddling, especially the manipulation of Garrett Deverell, she was grateful for Eloquen’s support in thwarting further interference.
“I’m at peace,” Maris declared, preparing to depart. “With our magical barrier intact and your protégé’s resolve to safeguard mine, I can rest assured.”
“Is that all?” Eloquen inquired, rising to escort Maris to the door. “Won’t you consider joining forces to strengthen the O’Cean bloodline?”
“Let the future unfold naturally,” Maris replied, her mind fatigued by recent turmoil. “Further intervention seems unnecessary. Adeline is committed to her journey, and Eric is ready to back her. It’s best we watch and wait.”
Accepting her stance, Eloquen offered a respectful farewell. “I appreciate your presence and cooperation in protecting the humans we watch over. Should you seek advice or aid, I’ll be here.”
A smile graced Maris’s lips as she glided through the opulent corridors of Eloquen’s palace. He watched her leave, leaning casually against the cool marble pillars of his entrance. “The future will reveal itself, dear Maris,” he whispered to himself.
With Maris out of sight, Eloquen gazed skyward, noting the ominous clouds gathering nearby. A storm was on the horizon. “The upcoming family dinner at the Landins’ is bound to be illuminating,” he contemplated, retreating to his fountain to continue his watch over Eric. “Will I be seeing you again, Maris?”
Eloquen’s fountain continued to serve as a mystical window into Eric Landin’s world. The scene showed Adeline’s bedroom, where Eric sat attentively at her desk, his protective gaze fixed on her. As Adeline shuffled about, collecting items for her stay with the Deverells, her committed actions captivated Eric more than her intimate space.
Londyn’s voice echoed through the house from the hallway. “I’m heading out, sis!” she yelled, her tone expecting a reply.
Adeline shoved the last items into her bag and rushed out of her bedroom. “Hold on, Londyn!” she cried out, urgency lacing her voice as she dashed down the stairs to the grand foyer. There, she found Garrett and Londyn ready to leave. “Could you take this along? Hand it to Kay for safekeeping,” she requested, passing a hefty duffle bag to Garrett.
Garrett accepted the bag with ease, nodding. “Consider it done,” he responded, his tone distant, eyes focused on the doorway.
Adeline remained unfazed by his chilly demeanor, thinking it was for the best. She embraced her sister tightly, murmuring, “I’ll see you later. Ring me if you need anything.”
Londyn reciprocated the embrace, her smile sincere. “Don’t worry. I’ll be busy studying tonight. Have a great dinner.”
After watching Garrett and Londyn depart, Adeline returned to the quiet house. Eric stood silently at the stairwell’s landing, observing her tender parting with her sister.
With the house now theirs alone, a palpable stillness enveloped Adeline and Eric, the day’s events weighing heavily upon them. Eric stifled a yawn, which Adeline mirrored. “Apologies, you must be worn out,” he expressed, his eyes betraying his concern.
Adeline dismissed his worry with a shake of her head, clasping his hand as she reached him. “I’ll manage. A good night’s sleep is all I need,” she assured him. They made their way back to her room, where she guided Eric to her large closet. “My bigger concern is choosing what to wear tonight.”
Eric surveyed her extensive closet. “You’re beautiful in anything you wear,” he remarked earnestly.
A warm flush colored Adeline’s cheeks. “Still, I want to make a good impression tonight.”
“As you wish,” Eric suggested, nudging Adeline towards her bed. “Why not rest for twenty minutes? I’ll wake you up with enough time to prepare before we leave. Does that work for you?”
Suppressing another yawn, Adeline consented and collapsed onto her bed. Eric carefully draped a blanket over her, leaned down to kiss her forehead, and settled back at her desk to catch up on his phone. “Thanks, Eric,” she murmured as she drifted off to sleep.
Eric offered a tender smile before diverting his attention to his phone, allowing her to rest undisturbed. He had several pending messages and tasks on his phone that needed his attention.
As the twenty-minute mark approached, Eric’s focus returned to Adeline, who lay in peaceful slumber. He approached the bed and gently roused her with a soft whisper. “Addy, twenty minutes is up,” he murmured close to her ear.
Adeline’s smile grew as her eyes fluttered open, meeting Eric’s gaze through the remnants of sleep. She stretched languidly, stifling a yawn beneath the covers. “Thank you, Eric,” she whispered. “A shower should help me wake up.”
“Take your time,” Eric encouraged softly. “I’ll be downstairs waiting for you.”
With a nod of gratitude, Adeline rose from her bed. “I’ll be really quick,” she assured him.
Pausing at her doorway, Eric glanced at his watch. “There’s no rush. We have some time, and it’s just a casual family dinner,” he reassured her, then stepped out, closing the door behind him.
Descending the grand staircase, Eric settled into the great room, his attention drawn to the ancestral O’Cean portraits. The most distinguished among them depicted the first Patriarch and Matriarch, pivotal figures in the founding of the new world and the unity of the Golden Rivers’ founding families. Their legacy was a testament to exploration and unity, symbolized by the antique mirrors bequeathed to each family head adorned with precious jewels. The mirror belonging to his family sat prominently in the Landin Patriarch’s bedroom, embellished with a magnificent Golden South Sea Pearl.
Contemplating the portraits, Eric reflected on the weight of legacy borne by each heir of the founding families. He felt a grateful for his family’s values, which celebrated individuality and self-expression. Although his father held the title of the current O’Cean patriarch, the successor had yet to be named. Eric had no aspirations for the title; his desires lay in the pursuit of his passions and safeguarding those dear to him. He empathized with the pressures Adeline endured, especially since her designation as the next O’Cean heir. The path ahead would challenge her, and the recent sight of her mother’s breakdown and injuries was sure to test Adeline’s resolve for change.
As Eric contemplated how best to support Adeline during this challenging period, his thoughts shifted to the impending dinner with his family. He wondered how his brothers would react to Adeline’s presence and wished he could have deciphered their intentions beforehand, especially after overhearing her name during one of their discussions. The uncertainty weighed on him as he paced the great room, questioning whether he had taken on more than he could handle. However, witnessing Adeline’s unwavering determination despite the weight of her responsibilities and expectations strengthened his own resolve.
Adeline’s entrance into the great hall interrupted Eric’s thoughts. He found himself momentarily speechless, struck by her beauty. She stood before him, her long hair elegantly curled and secured with delicate gemmed butterfly clips. Her regal purple dress, complemented by a pearl necklace, matching bracelet, and teardrop earrings, accentuated her grace. Holding matching purple pumps and a clutch purse, she approached him barefoot. Subtle makeup emphasized her enchanting green eyes. “What do you think?” she asked, twirling before him.
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Eric pretended to catch his jaw as it dropped, a bright smile gracing his lips. “You’re stunning,” he admitted, taking the pumps from her to assist her. “Shall we?” he offered, extending his arm to escort her.
“Yes,” Adeline mirrored his smile, sliding her arm through his.
Exiting the O’Cean residence, Eric stole glances at her, allowing her beauty and the floral scent of her perfume to wash over him. In that moment, he thought, “I’m the luckiest guy in the world!” He helped her into his SUV before settling into the driver’s seat for the journey to his family’s estate. The drive proceeded smoothly and swiftly, accompanied by music from the local radio station. Adeline sat quietly, one hand holding Eric’s, watching the passing scenery – a peaceful contrast to the day they had experienced.
Eric steered through the majestic gates of the Landin Estate, bringing his SUV to a halt near the entrance to his bedroom. He cast a glance towards Adeline, his eyes conveying a silent apology. “Do you mind waiting here for a few minutes?” he inquired. “I’d like to freshen up before dinner, and I’d rather spare you from my family’s company in my absence,” he explained.
Adeline’s smile was one of understanding as she gave his hand a reassuring squeeze. “I’ll be fine here, take your time,” she responded warmly.
“Thank you,” Eric replied with a grateful smile. “I won’t be long,” he assured her as he stepped out of the vehicle.
Adeline watched from the comfort of the passenger seat as Eric dashed across the lawn and climbed to his balcony with agile ease. With Eric out of sight, she decided to make a quick call to Kaylynn.
Kaylynn’s voice came through after the second ring, slightly breathless. “Hey, A,” she greeted.
“Hi, Kay,” Adeline said cheerfully. “Just checking in – how’s Londyn settling in?”
“She’s all set in one of the guest rooms, and your usual room is ready for you too,” Kaylynn replied, catching her breath. “I’ve been helping Ma with dinner, but we’re about to start. Did you need anything?”
“No, I’m about to have dinner with Eric’s family,” Adeline informed her. “We’ll catch up later tonight. Enjoy your meal.”
“You too, A,” Kaylynn said just as Grandpa Deverell’s voice boomed in the background. “Oops, gotta run,” she added quickly, ending the call.
Adeline’s gaze fell upon her silent phone, prompting her to check the time. Her mind wandered to her parents, likely airborne en route to their getaway. She made a silent wish for her parents to enjoy their time away from Golden Rivers. As she awaited Eric’s return, she sifted through her unread messages, attending to each with a response or deletion, methodically clearing her inbox.
Lost in thought, Adeline was brought back to the present when Eric reappeared, now dressed in a purple dress shirt with rolled-up sleeves and grey slacks. He returned to the driver’s side, and they headed to the main house. Upon arrival, Eric assisted Adeline out of the SUV, their smiles reflecting each other’s. Adeline couldn’t help but admire how his attire complemented hers and the neat styling of his chocolate-brown hair. His cologne, a subtle blend of masculinity and earthy notes, added to his charm. She accepted his arm, and together they entered the grand foyer of the Landin estate, a lively contrast to Adeline’s own home with its opulence and full staffing.
They were greeted by the butler, who courteously took Eric’s keys, assuring them that the SUV would be attended to. He then informed the couple that Eric’s mother, Bianca, and his sisters were awaiting them in the dining room. With a nod of thanks, Eric led Adeline through the opulent halls to where his mother stood, her arms outstretched in a welcoming gesture.
“Adeline, my dear, it feels like ages since we last met!” Bianca’s voice was warm as she drew Adeline into a heartfelt hug.
“Good evening, Bianca,” Adeline greeted, releasing Eric’s hand to return the hug. “It’s wonderful to see you again.”
A retired model and actress, Bianca’s smile was radiant as she stepped back. “Girls, come say hello,” she beckoned, turning to her daughters. “Adeline, you remember my Aurora and Jasmine, don’t you?”
“Of course,” Adeline nodded, turning to address Aurora, the eldest Landin daughter first. “Cassy, right?” she recalled with a smile.
Aurora, known to most as Cassy, laughed lightly. “That’s right, and it’s a pleasant surprise you remember!”
Turning to Jasmine, Adeline remarked on her growth. “It’s been a while since you and my sister were classmates, hasn’t it?”
Jasmine’s grin was infectious. “Yes, it’s been a couple of years now,” she confirmed.
Bianca ushered them to their seats as the staff presented an array of refreshments. “Your father and brothers will be joining us shortly; they’re just concluding some business,” she shared, signaling the staff to give them a moment.
The room hummed with the gentle clinking of glassware and the buzz of familial warmth. Eric and Adeline shared a knowing look, silently bracing for the evening ahead. Their moment was emphasized by the arrival of Mr. Landin, his two eldest sons, and Eric’s cousin Andrew in tow.
“Oh good,” Mr. Landin said, settling at the head of the table with a satisfied nod. “Now that we’re all gathered,” he began as his sons took their seats. “I’ve asked Andrew to join us,” Mr. Landin stated gesturing for an additional place to be set.
Bianca’s eyes sparkled at the sight of Andrew. “The macaroons were divine, a true taste of Paris,” she praised.
Andrew’s grin was as smooth as his reply. “It was nothing. I’ll be sure to bring more on my next visit.”
“Oh, that’d be wonderful,” beamed Bianca, turning expectantly to Eric. “I believe there’s an introduction to be made?”
The room’s attention shifted to Eric and Adeline, a blush rising on her cheeks. Eric offered a gentle squeeze of reassurance before announcing, “As you all know, this is Adeline O’Cean, my date for the prom, and more importantly, my girlfriend.”
Phillip rose, his approach gentlemanly as he took Adeline’s hand, his lips brushing it lightly. “A pleasure, Adeline. I’m Phillip, the eldest of the Landin siblings. I don’t believe we’ve met.”
Adeline’s cheeks flushed deeper. “No, but I’ve heard quite a bit about you,” she admitted shyly.
Phillip’s chuckle was light. “I trust it was all favorable.”
Mr. Landin’s voice cut through the pleasantries as he gestured to the staff to commence dinner. “Let’s settle down; dinner is served.”
Eric nodded to his father, his smile reassuring Adeline once more.
Adam, the middle child and second eldest son, couldn’t contain his excitement. “Wow, little bro, this could be a historic union between two prominent families!”
Bianca’s reprimand was swift. “Adam, let’s not get ahead of ourselves. Let them enjoy their time together without added pressure.”
Adam conceded with a shrug as he redirected his attention to his meal, but Eric caught a fleeting exchange of looks between his brothers, a silent conversation in their shared glance.
The atmosphere around the dinner table was light and cheerful. Andrew, the storyteller, captivated everyone with tales of his traveling adventures. As the delicious meal concluded and dessert arrived, Adam seized the moment to inquire, “Adeline, are you acquainted with Mr. Nathaniel Descott?”
Adeline glanced up, her expression a blend of curiosity and confusion. “I don’t believe so. Is he someone I should know?”
Adam’s smile held a hint of intrigue as he glanced at Phillip. “No matter, I just thought that you might have crossed paths with him in business.”
Adeline reached for Eric’s hand, his glance reassuring her of his presence. “I’m still familiarizing myself with all our business connections,” she explained.
Before Eric could chime in, his mother interjected with a firm tone. “Let’s keep business discussions away from our Sunday dinner, shall we?”
Mr. Landin concurred with a nod. “Indeed. Adeline, it’s been a few years since we last met. How have you been?”
Adeline offered a gracious smile. “I’m managing well, thank you for asking,” she said, noting Mr. Landin’s distinguished presence despite his age.
“And your plans for the coming year? Will you remain in Golden Rivers?” Mr. Landin inquired, signaling for a coffee.
Adeline’s eyes met Eric’s, seeking his support. “I’m still considering my options.”
Phillip chimed in, undeterred by Eric’s disapproving look. “But there’s not much time left. Do let us know if there’s anything we can do to assist.”
Adeline’s smile was poised, yet it didn’t mask the uncertainty in her eyes. “I’ll make a decision soon,” she assured, then skillfully turned the conversation to Cassy. “Have you just returned to Golden Rivers?”
Cassy welcomed the change of subject. “Yes, I’ve finished my MBA and will be back for the time being.”
Mr. Landin suggested, “The family business could always use someone with your qualifications.”
Cassy was quick to respond. “Dad, we’ve discussed this. I’m looking to explore a bit first, perhaps travel like Cousin Andrew.”
Andrew’s playful endorsement came with a wink. “Exploration is key,” he quipped.
Adeline quietly savored her dessert, comforted by Eric’s discreet support. The topic shifted to travel plans, a welcome diversion from the earlier probing.
Mr. Landin’s voice broke through Adeline’s thoughts. “Your parents are away, aren’t they?”
“Yes, they’ve taken a week off,” Adeline confirmed with polite interest.
“And Eric arranged their flight on our private jet, correct?” Mr. Landin stated more than asked.
Eric affirmed, “The jet was available, so I made the arrangements.”
Mr. Landin expressed his approval. “We’re always here to support the founding families. It’s a pleasure, especially when it involves the O’Ceans. Your family asks so little from us. I hope to see more of you, Adeline,” he said, his charming personality shining through.
Rising from his seat, Mr. Landin signaled the conclusion of the evening. “I’ll be in my study for anyone interested in a nightcap.”
Eric rose and spoke before his father could depart. “I’ll escort Adeline home and return afterward.”
With a nod, Mr. Landin left the room, followed by Phillip, who flashed Adeline a charming smile. Adam embraced her briefly, whispering a warm, “Welcome to the family.”
Bianca, Cassy, and Jasmine accompanied the couple to the door, where Bianca embraced Adeline once more. “We’re delighted for you both. Do visit us again soon.”
Adeline’s smile was genuine as she settled into the SUV. “Thank you. I’ll visit again,” she promised as Eric closed the door.
The Landin women watched from the doorway as the SUV departed. Once out of sight, Eric let out a long-awaited sigh. “We made it through,” he said, relief in his voice. “How are you holding up?”
Adeline mirrored his sigh. “It’s been quite the day; I’ve a lot to process. I’ll let you know tomorrow.”
They drove off into the quiet night, the radio softly playing in the background. Eric pondered the subtle dynamics between his brothers over dinner, while Adeline contemplated the approaching day at the Deverell home.