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.

the gown clenched in his hand. She

to confess? She

fraying. "When did you become so

know what I did" she said evenly. "And that alone's enough to set you off? Calling me willful and absurd-honestly, I

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

feet. "Dylan said you cut this

sering you now-your

Fto be your

favorite gown.

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

wants it!" Benedict's voice rose, sharp with disbelief. "This gown was custom-made for you-me and your other three brothers

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

the family. She had

smile widened, bright and almost defiant. "You angry

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

stopped fighting it and let it all spill out. If punishment was waiting