The Lady Nun Vows Revenge by Caroline Rowland

Chapter 65

Chapter 65

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Ehra lowered her gare, looking down at Dylan, whas was kneeling before her. Her eyes flickered slightly before she looked

The others all stared at Dylan in shock

Matthew even frowned in confusion "Dylm

Matthew, do you remember what Father told us to say Dylan remained kneeling on one knee, his posture perfectly straight, his voice calm and steady

He did not evi

his head as he spoke. "Just now, you kept telling Eliza that she could no longer act as a member of the Stonor family he was stripped of her surname. Now that she stands before us as the Holy Lady, shouldn't we be the

ones recog

place?"

Dylan's worse both Matthew and Sophie speechless. Neither of them could come up with a rebuttal.

After a moment of silence, Matthew slowly turned his body and knelt before Eliza. "Greetings, Holy Lady"

Unlike Dylan's firm expression, Matthew's gare turned even colder as he spoke, as if laced with ice.

"What is this? Are the three of you unwilling to acknowledge the Holy Lady?" Nolan's eyes narrowed slightly, his tone carrying a sharp warning that made the remaining three tense up

"Adeline, hurry up Dale's gaze landed on Adeline.

Adeline cursed inwardly. Why do I have to do this too? I am Eliza's aunt! Why should I have to how to her?

But with the Marquis watching, Adeline dared not protest. Forcing a stiff, dark sinile, she bent slightly at the waist and spoke through gritted teeth. “Greetings, Holy Lady"

only Sophie and

seeing that the usually well-mannered Sophie was the only

spoken countless times to Eliza now

utterly humiliated. Regret flooded her chest. If she had known things would turn out like this, she

resentment, she turned rigidly, struggling to keep from

moment she finished speaking, she faintly heard

She was certain Eliza was mocking

all, Sophie had defeated her so many times before, and now that Eliza

looked up, she saw that Eliza had not even glanced in

her a sword and said, "If anyone else refuses to kneel,

to cut them down.

nearby, froze for a second. We are not supposed to just kill

Chapieca

Eliza ed her gare towarst Calchs whis still had not moves, and spoke in an indifferent tone.

would not

her words, she still took

massive, long heavy, and meant

sword before, almost lost her grip the

quick to react. He caught the hilt in time, is striking

afraid you would end up cutting yourself before you could even land a hit, I

handle n

Across from standing bes

Before, be

at the back of his neck. His jaw tightened as he stole a glance at the

heart burned even hotter

relentlessly. Now, she had been cast out of the

is ridiculous Caleb thought. I am the Marquis's son. How could I kneel to a woman who is destined to become my wife? It my trends found out, they would never let me live it down. No, it is fine. Eliza definitely still likes me. If

for Eliza to give him

moment, Eliza could not even be bothered

as if she had just been mocked for

still laughing, and