The Lady Nun Vows Revenge by Caroline Rowland

Chapter 6

Chapter 6

The man stepped into the room, tall and straight like a pine tree, steady as bamboo in the wind.

Dressed in a deep navy robe, his every movement exuded poise, his face striking and elegant-this was Benedict, the eldest son of the Duke. Eliza's eldest brother.

"Eliza, his voice was cold, cuning straight through the silence. "Do you even know what you've done wrong!"

Benedict's eyes locked onto hers with an icy sharpness that made it hard to breathe, like the air itself had turned heavy.

ly overwhelming.

She used to think it was just because he was tall, his presence naturally

But then she saw him crouch down to Sophie's level, listening gently to her complaints, really seeing her. That was when Eliza understood-in his eyes, she had always been lesser.

I'm sorry, Brother, I don't follow. I really don't know what I did wrong. Could you explain it to me?" Her tone was light, emotionless.

gown clenched in his hand. She knew exactly why he

him and I'm expected to

knit together, his patience fraying. "When did you become so willful?

said evenly. "And that alone's enough to set you off?

seriously still pretending you don't know?" he snapped, his temper

gown to the floor at her feet. "Dylan said you cut this up yourself. I

sering you now-your antude-it's hard not to believe

Fto be your

favorite gown.

regret. "It's just an old gown no one wants anymore. If that's my great crime, then go ahead-think

was custom-made for you-me and your other three brothers had it made together. You said you

him, eyes steady, voice firm. "No one wants it." She kept repeating the words to

no winging in a head-on fight with Benedict or the rest of the family. She had to endure. Just hang on.

widened, bright and almost defiant. "You angry bow? Thinking of

was like she'd split in two-one part of her whispering to hold back, the

spill out. If punishment