The Lady Nun Vows Revenge by Caroline Rowland

Chapter 17

Chapter 17

Caroline was Eliza's mother.

Eliza was taken aback by Magnus's unexpected familiarity in mentioning her mother.

She'll thought his decision was based on respect for his late father, but it seemed it was due to her mother's influence. Still any opportunity was better than nonr "Please, Your Majesty, show me the way, Eliza said, bowing her head.

Magnus stood, walked over to her, and handed her the imperial decree. "Lately, the southern parts of the land have suffered constant natural disasters, and the people are struggling.

"It weighs on my heart. We need someone who will genuinely pray for the country and its people

"Tim willing!" Eliza replied without hesitation.

But he merely smiled and shook his head. "Willingness alone won't cut it. The abbess at Saint Grace Nunnery on Mount Westin is a woman of great virtue and kindness. If she agrees, I grant your request

Understood. Thank you, Your Majesty Eliza said, grateful

"Don't thank me just yet. If the abbess doesn't give her blessing, I won't make an exception," he added with a wry smile.

Magnus waved his hand, "Go on now. I'll be waiting for good news"

Eliza had no

matter what lay ahead, as long as it meant escaping the

brimstone, she

to leave, the young emperor called

paused, turning back

the expression on her face, Magnus's

Westin is long. If you're heading there directly, have James Gray

for you

hearing this. Eliza's expression softened slightly. Thank you, Your Majesty, Il trouble

This way, please," James said, gesturing

young guard behind the king couldn't help but mutter, "Does Lady

bloodstains on her clothes and the patchy scars on her

of Mowbay, no one would believe she had fallers so low unless

and doesn't want her family to know. How tragic the guard thought

"You can see a person's face, but never

interrupted. "And whose heart is it that you're failing to understand

see the tall figure standing in

The mer was

silver hair flowing loosely over his shoulders. It was none other than Prince Regent

Nolan, he immediately stood to greet him, a broad smile on his face. "Uncle Nolan,

time for the royal audience, so it's not that early" Nolan Bennett said, handing over a scroll. "The surrender letter from the defeated Dommeland