The Lady Nun Vows Revenge by Caroline Rowland

The Silent 257

Chapter 257 Chapter 257

It started with one shout, and within moments, the rest followed.

A wave of people dropped to their knees, heads bowed in unison.

The streets echoed with the same cry, "Greetings, Your Grace!"

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Eliza paused. “This woman is badly injured," she said, her voice calm but resolute. "I cannot stand by and do nothing. I'll be taking her back to the inn to treat her wounds. If your young master wants her, he's welcome to come find me later."

"Strip her. Let Mr. Bradford have a good look."

"Yes, ma'am!" Not a single guard dared question her. Instead, they scrambled aside to clear the way, eyes shining with awe.

Seeing their obedience, Eliza motioned for Tina to help lift Isabelle. She turned, just about to leave-when a wheezing, panting voice called from behind.

"Stop right there!"

Hudson Bradford came waddling after them, red-faced and gasping, jabbing a fat finger toward the scene. "You useless pigs! Why the hell are you all kneeling?! Get up and grab her!"

But the guards remained on their knees, silent.

By the time Hudson and his steward caught up, he squinted toward Eliza. When her face came into focus, his eyes lit up with unrestrained lust.

"Well, well, didn't expect this little whore to have such a pretty savior," he said, leering. "Now that's what I call a woman. Don't just stand there-grab her too!"

The kneeling guards all looked up at once, their glares sharp enough to cut glass. The steward, drenched in cold sweat, leaned in and whispered frantically, "Sir, I-I think that's the Holy Lady..."

Eliza before. One glimpse, and his

Holy Lady?" Hudson snorted. "All I see

mustn't speak to her like

the drought in Plutonville. While others suffered, he lay on a mountain of silken pillows in

And now that he realized who this woman was, he was desperate to avoid disaster. He subtly signaled to the other servants to go fetch Mr. Bradford Sr. at

beauty like this falls into my lap, and you want me to walk away? Get them! Grab

please! That's Her Grace, the Holy Lady of Walden, personally appointed by His

that crap. I've never even heard of a Holy Lady

like their private fiefdom. Hudson in particular had always gotten whatever-and whoever- he wanted. When he asked for a noble lady from Hasen City as a concubine, his father bought him one. Isabelle had turned out to be a disappointment-bastard-born and average-looking-and had the nerve to

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now, this woman... Hudson's gaze devoured

woman

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in the dead of night... what are you, her friend?" He licked his lips. "I'll make you

didn't even glance at

to steady Isabelle, leaving

how long that smug face lasts. Useless pigs, why are

then shouted, "If you don't bring me that woman, I'll have every

I want her. Hudson stomped his foot, his flab jiggling

job, after all." Whether they could live with the consequences-well, that was another matter. Tina stepped forward, unsheathing

the snake by striking the

to strike... "Get them! I

command rang out just as a flash of silver tore through

with a sickening chop, severed the hand

"Sir!"

"Ah! My hand!"

night as the sound of hooves