Her Story: Rise Of Tiffany Novel by Rex Ring

Chapter 449

Morwen's heart was burning with hatred; there was no way she was going to let Ti "News? Yes, I've got some, but it's... not exactly good news."

The Azure Sea King's attention snapped to her. "What did you find out?"

Tiffany live. But on the outside, she just said,

Morwen took a breath, choosing her words carefully. "Well, from what I've dug up, the servant who took the little princess away all those years ago... died on the way. And as for the princess herself... she also met an unfortunate end." The king slumped back into his chair, his weary face somehow seeming older, more worn.

"But," Morwen added, feigning concern, "it's possible I tracked down the wrong lead. The little princess was a kind soul; I'm sure she's fine. I'll keep investigating, Your Majesty. I won't give up hope."

But her words fell on deaf ears. The Azure Sea King only lifted a tired hand, waving her off. "Leave. All of you."

The head of pavilion hesitated, then said carefully, "But, Your Majesty, there's the young woman outside. She's waiting for her reward. Aren't you going to meet her?"

gaze drifted. "Let Morwen handle it." With that, he turned and walked away, his footsteps heavy with the

years.

looked pained, knowing the scene that lay ahead. When that young, blind girl had barged into the Treasure Pavilion,

test and earned the reward, here was Morwen, meddling

head of pavilion wanted to say something, but he eventually held his tongue, watching the king's retreating, forlorn figure. He knew better than to argue. Meanwhile, Morwen smirked confidently as she strolled out of

and Tiffany had been waiting for what felt like forever. The sun

been ambushed on the way here, and other than a quick break in the helicopter, they hadn't stopped since arriving

hand, the tension faded, and exhaustion hit them hard. It felt like they could barely

on, his face pale and tired. A few

foot was still hurt-untreated. The bleeding had stopped, but the bullet was still in there. He

hold on,' he told himself. He couldn't afford to slow them

the palace. Kenneth straightened up, hoping for some good news. "Is

the pavilion only gave

mean?' Kenneth's gut twisted-something felt off. Behind the pavilion head, a woman stepped out, surrounded by a group of people. It was obvious she was someone important-everyone