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

nodded and

In the blink of an eye, his figure had vanished completely

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

last long. It was only a matter of

his mind was, “Is this

watching his own body act as a puppet, his will fighting a losing battle against the control, his limbs disobeying him, and the terror of losing control while being

He felt oddy relieved

least this time, be stelded her from

his chest. But it was short–lived, quickly

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

would

his head like an axe splitting his skull. The searing

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

in his ears, accompanied by a hoarse, commanding

fell slightly, but his steps quickened, driven by the force controlling