Chapter 690

As soon as Florence heard that Daniel was to be locked away in the dungeon, she hurried after Eleanor.

"Your Highness, have you changed your mind?"

"Just lock him up for now," Eleanor snapped, feeling a wave of irritation wash over her.

"Yes, of course. Please don't be angry. You must take care of yourself," Florence urged gently.

"No one can compare to Hector. Even if he looks exactly the same, if he's not him, then he's not him. Not even the slightest resemblance can stir my heart. In fact, that face only makes me furious," Eleanor ranted as she stormed back into her room, a fire burning in her eyes.

After she sat down, she still felt overwhelmingly restless.

"Bring me water and scented soap. I need to wash my hands," she ordered.

The maids hurried about, bringing in warm water.

Eleanor washed her hands repeatedly, scrubbing away the memory of touching Daniel. It was just like how after every encounter with Henry, every moment spent close to him under the flickering light of the lanterns had to be washed away-requiring her to soak in bucket after bucket of hot water to rid herself of that repugnant aura.

the maids, Florence sighed deeply as she

Even if someone looks just like him, he's not the man in

loved Hector. Even Florence saying it would provoke a sharp rebuttal. But now, Eleanor didn't want to argue. She suddenly felt that aside from loving

eyes were dark and full of unspoken sorrow, her words were laced with venom as she said, "It's all fate. I don't want to see a face like his again. Ruin Daniel's face and kill both his sons. As for his pregnant wife... Didn't you say that pregnancy is a hellish experience for a woman? Then,

heart chilled at those words. "Your Highness, we shouldn't do that. Tomorrow is the Emberfest Festival, and you've spent days transcribing scriptures. Why not let them go? After all, we are honoring the souls of the departed..." "Then, let's honor them all at once tomorrow,"

shouting, "What? Do you pity them? Fine, I'll indulge your kind heart.

quickly. "I'm here,

here. Lock them all in the dungeon. Right before their eyes, destroy Daniel's face and kill them all together. I want

Florence. The elderly woman looked worried but didn't

the lingering anger in the grand princess' demeanor

help soothe your emotions," she said

"Kurt, wait a moment."

and

lowered his

this? Her Highness' mind changes like the wind. If we destroy that man's face and she

to you facing a lot of blame. For now, let's just keep him in the dungeon. Bring his wife and two children there too. Her Highness insists on going through with it after a few days, then

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