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The moment those words left Nolan's mouth, Lucian scrambled to his feet, clutching the accounting ledger to his chest, and ran off to "handle things."

But while he left, a dozen trembling officials remained kneeling outside, not daring to move an inch.

"Why are they still here?" Eliza asked, raising an eyebrow.

Nolan replied casually, "Too noisy. I told them to kneel there until I've finished my business. Then I'll deal with them."

His tone wasn't loud, but just loud enough to drift to the doorway-where the trembling officials heard every single word.

Several of them shivered even harder, cold sweat soaking their collars. If they'd known offending Nolan meant kneeling for hours with death hanging over their heads, they'd never have let Lucian drag them into this.

"Quick-go get Mr. Jenson Pearson! If he doesn't come plead for us, we're all dead!" someone whispered in a panic.

Soon enough, Jenson did arrive-but not for them.

"Your Grace. Your Highness," Jenson greeted with a glowing smile, walking right past the shivering men at the door without a glance and stopping before Eliza to bow.

Eliza smiled lightly. "No need for formalities. Please, rise."

Nolan said nothing, so Eliza gestured invitingly. "Come, have a seat. You wouldn't happen to be here to plead for anyone, would you?"

She said it half-jokingly.

Jenson quickly waved his hands. “No, no-nothing gratitude.”

of

the sort. I'm not here to plead. I'm here to present a small token of

in carrying large baskets-basket

herbs. But on closer inspection, she realized they were

so much, Your Grace. If not for your prayers, the rains wouldn't have come and saved Plutonville. I've long wanted to thank you, but things have been so chaotic. Once I heard you'd be passing through again, I

you might like, but I heard you enjoy growing medicinal herbs. So I collected every species grown in Plutonville, seeds and seedlings both. I hope... they

"This is

me. After word got out that Your Grace likes to grow

teasing smile faded. Eliza stood and walked over, examining the gifts basket by basket. When she finally turned back, her expression was

everyone-I'll take great care of them."Jenson's face lit up. "As long as you're

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information he received was wrong. Growing herbs? It seemed

grows herbs... and

he didn't know was that Eliza didn't just grow herbs-she

the door, who were now trying to signal

ones left behind? Still kneeling. Still frozen. Not a

cold, soul-crushing glance from Nolan-and none of them could withstand that kind

tidy fifty million dollars in "military compensation" from the Bradford family that

Well-mostly resolved.

dragged back out in the end, looked like a bloated corpse. He'd passed out

bandage would've been courting death. They let him bleed, kept him barely

was furious, but

all, Hudson had tried to force Eliza in the street. Anyone

his broken son home

down and dropped to his knees

more.

there

beaten into a pile of meat, was

table, his fingers idly tapping the armrest. His gaze was

he said, pointing

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