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."

he not? This had nothing to do with choosing a consort. In fact, he

with suspicion, Why would he ever allow them

was absent, and the Stonor family had the

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 Nolan backing the royalist faction, the Empress Dowager fully relinquished control

go into that palace, learns her lesson, and once she's had

child is growing more arrogant by the day-even ignoring my advice. Let her suffer a little. then. Let her go into that 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 from afar. A faint smirk tugged at the corner

cheered him greatly. But that cheer didn't

approached his carriage, Nolan's

jogged over, looking puzzled. "What's wrong? Why aren't

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grown too comfortable lately? Do you need me to remind you

him,

the practical one, quickly caught on. Something-or someone-had snuck into Nolan's carriage while he'd been

will crawl into anything these days..." he muttered, unsheathing

swift motion, he threw back

of long, pale legs, draped with just enough fabric to tempt but