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

Maurice was just too fast. In the blink of an eye, his figure had vanished

sensation of being controlled was strange. Maurice retained a sliver of clarity and rationality, but it was hanging by a thread. The powerful

long. It was only a

mind was, “Is

battle against the control, his limbs disobeying him, and the terror of losing control while being forced to do things he didn’t want to – Was that what she

He felt oddy relieved

this time, be

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

of 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

guessed in would probably be the

his head like an axe splitting his

the excruciating pain, the fragile shred

ears, accompanied by a hoarse, commanding voice,

his gaze fell slightly, but