Isadora's POV

My steps were heavy as I turned away from Leonidas' piercing gaze, ready to leave with Casandra. His voice stopped me in my tracks. "Isadora."

I hesitated and glanced back at him, his expression softer now, his eyes a mixture of concern and exasperation. "At least leave with some clothes on."

I felt my face flush with embarrassment as I realized the state of my attire. My shift back to human form had left my clothes in tatters, exposing more than I cared to show.

Leonidas turned to Adrian, who was standing beside him by the balcony. "Adrian, get her some clothes."

Adrian nodded and hurried off. After...