Chapter 6011

At first, Rania listened with a tester’s caution. But sentence by sentence, that caution dissolved.

Her eyes stayed fixed on the glowing diagrams before them, widening in surprise, then lighting with open delight. The depth of Mr. Chance’s knowledge—and the sharp angle of his insights—rose far beyond anything she had expected.

Concepts that had tangled her thoughts for months unraveled at a single comment from him. Theories she had never encountered snapped cleanly into place.

Neither of them noticed when morning gave way to late day. Their discussion carried them from pearl-gray dawn well past the third hour.

Servants came and went, quietly refreshing the tea. On the table, radiant patterns shifted, dimmed, and re-formed as each new idea sparked the next.

Rania leaned forward, fully absorbed. A soft flush colored her cheeks with every breakthrough.

Across from her, he spoke with effortless confidence—eyes bright, gestures precise, voice steady.