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

and quickly took off after

too fast. In the blink of an eye, his figure

and rationality, but it was hanging by a thread. The powerful external force pulling

resolve wouldn’t last long. It was only a

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

him, and the terror of losing control while being forced to do

He felt oddy relieved

time, be stelded her

his chest. But it was short–lived, quickly swallowed by the pain and

when she found out about it, or would she just give him her usual

would

shot through his head like an axe splitting his skull. The searing

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

of the bronze bell grew louder in his ears, accompanied by a hoarse, commanding voice, “Come here. Harry up, Felicia! Don’t

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