The Lady Nun Vows Revenge by Caroline Rowland

The Silent 213

Chapter 213

The King's expression lit up with satisfaction.

"Very good," he said, nodding slowly.

But then, as if suddenly recalling something, his tone shifted. "However, your father tells me you were raised in the countryside, lacking proper decorum.

"That could be... problematic, if you're to become one of my consorts.

His voice trailed with casual concern as he rested his chin on one hand, brows drawn slightly together, as though genuinely troubled by the thought

As she spoke, her heart simmered with resentment. 'Father really is something else. The King clearly said he was taken with me at first sight-why would he bring up all those negative things now? What if His Majesty changes his mind? I love everything"

proper conduct

But her fears were short-lived. The King, clearly pleased by her eagerness, gave another approving nod. "You're quite the sensible girl," he said. "Very well-starting today, you'll move into the Empress Dowager's palace and learn under her supervision."

Gabriel, watching from the side, could only sigh inwardly.

When he returned to his seat, Benedict immediately leaned over. "Father, what now?" he asked in a low voice. The way the King looked at Sophie... that wasn't how one looks at a consort."

with choosing a consort. In fact, he was

suspicion, Why would he ever allow them such a powerful foothold

absent, and the Stonor family had the most sway. That was their window to influence the

imperial consorts, citing the King's youth as reason enough. And now, just when the King had finally come of age, Nolan returned in triumph. With

my advice. Let her suffer a little, then. Let her go into that palace, learns her lesson,

palace, learn her lesson, and once she's had her fill of humility, I'll find a way to bring her back out Across the room, Nolan glanced at Gabriel

But that cheer didn't last

banquet ended and he approached his

puzzled. "What's wrong? Why aren't

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sharp enough to slice marble. "Getting in? Ross, have you grown too comfortable lately?

If Nolan ever really reminded him,

practical one, quickly caught on. Something-or someone-had snuck into

these days..." he muttered, unsheathing his sword and marching toward the

he threw back the curtain-only

entrance, was a pair of long, pale legs,