Return of the Crowned Heiress

“What do we do?

Do we follow him?

Maurice’s figure disappeared into the distance in just a few strides, his tall, solitary silhouette cutting through the smoke–filled air. No one could predict what awaited him at the end of his path.

The Glovers family’s men hesitated, torn between staying put and pursuing him.

After some time, one of Maurice’s trusted aides finally gritted his teeth and spoke up, than him walking into his own death!”

“Mr. Glows told us to leave, and we can’t disobey him, ut in his current state, it’ll be no different

You guys over there, come with me! We’ll follow him, but I

but keep it

it quiet. Don’t let him notice us

men nodded and quickly took off

of an eye, his

a sliver of clarity and rationality, but it was hanging by a thread. The powerful external force pulling the strings

long. It was only a matter of time before

The first thought that crossed his mind was, “Is this what Felicia

the control, his limbs disobeying him, and the terror of losing control while being forced to do things he didn’t

He felt oddy relieved

be stelded her from

and a low chuckde rumbled in his chest. But it was short–lived, quickly swallowed

self–sacrifice, this reddess, moth–to–a–flame devotion, felt so foolish. He wondered if Felicia would be touched when she found out about it, or would she just give him her usual cold

guessed in would probably

barely crossed his mind when a sharp, stabbing pain shot through his head like an axe splitting his skull.

midst of the excruciating pain, the fragile shred of clarity Maurice

ears, accompanied by a hoarse, commanding voice, “Come

fluttered as his gaze fell slightly, but his steps quickened, driven by