Chapter 826 Antoine
Just beyond the windows, a wide balcony offered an even better vantage point. It came complete with a charming little garden, a few elegant tables, and comfortable chairs—perfect for quiet mornings or moonlit evenings. It was clear that no detail had been overlooked; everything one might need or want was already here.
The ceiling added another layer of charm, adorned with classic murals reminiscent of those found in historic European museums. Sunlight filtered in through sections of colored glass, casting soft, rainbow-hued light across the room. It gave the suite a dreamlike, almost ethereal atmosphere, like stepping into a scene from a fairytale.
"This place is amazing," Athena said, accepting the glass of champagne handed to her by the general manager, who had already offered one to Hera.
Hearing Athena’s heartfelt compliment, the general manager smiled with pride. After all, this was the hotel’s most coveted suite—boasting the best view in the entire building. Perfectly situated, it offered a stunning vantage point of the Eiffel Tower without being too close to the hustle and bustle of the city. Guests could enjoy the beauty of Paris while remaining far enough from the noise, traffic, and fumes to truly relax.
It was this rare balance of scenery, serenity, and impeccable service that made the hotel a top choice for travelers. Its reputation for privacy and warm hospitality meant it was always fully booked.
Hera silently sipped her champagne, her thoughts drifting to Leo. ’I wish I could see this with him,’ she mused.
The view was breathtaking—the city stretched out before them like a painting—but to Hera, it all seemed just a little muted. Maybe it wasn’t the place that felt lacking, but the absence of the person she truly wanted to share it with. Surrounded by friends in a beautiful city, in a suite that radiated charm and elegance, everything should have felt magical.
Yet, while Athena and the others seemed enchanted by the moment, Hera felt detached. Her heart and mind were elsewhere, wrapped around the thought of Leo and the longing to experience this with him by her side.
She took a deep breath, attempting to rein in her emotions and reorient her thoughts. As her gaze wandered, she noticed Minerva and Liz standing near the window—and only then did her eyes land on the Frenchman still lingering behind them.