The Lady Nun Vows Revenge by Caroline Rowland

hapter 329

Nolan had personally come to escort Eliza. As always, Eliza rode

e in the carriage while he followed on horseback.

The ride to the nunnery had been quick, but the return was deliberately slow and relaxed.

Nolan kept his horse at a steady pace, trailing alongside the carriage, which wasn’t moving particularly fast.

With a slight turn of his head, Nolan could catch glimpses of Eliza through the carriage window. The breeze occasionally lifted the curtain, revealing her chatting and laughing with Renee.

Nolan’s gaze lingered on her delicate face before he suddenly spoke. “There’s a hand warmer in there. Take it out to warm your hands. You don’t want to catch a cold.”

Upon hearing that, Eliza searched the carriage and quickly found the hand warmers Nolan mentioned.

There were two of them.

One was small and exquisitely crafted, fitting perfectly in Eliza’s hands. It was clear this one had been prepared just for Eliza.

The other was placed near Renee’s seat. Though not as refined, it was just as warm to the touch. Renee couldn’t help but smile, realizing Nolan had thoughtfully included her while preparing for Eliza.

felt a bit overwhelmed by the unexpected attention.

blurted out without thinking. “He even considered someone like me, just a maid serving the

pause that she realized

clamped her hand over her mouth, her face flushing with embarrassment.

have to say everything out loud?‘ thought Rence.

inside the carriage, paused briefly at

a lot of such thoughtful

be honest, there were moments when Eliza couldn’t help but wonder. But after

had taken vows, after all.

personally escorted her to Saint Grace

Eliza hadn’t shaved her head, her status as a Holy Lady, decreed by imperial edict,

He would never pursue

the thought was

to break away from the Duke’s estate. Her identity as the Holy Lady allowed her to better take revenge on

and her weapon, enabling her to pursue her revenge against the Duke’s estate. She needed the identity to remain unlakable. She couldn’t afford to look back or

consolidate her status even more firmly. Only after she had trampled everyone under her feet mercilessly and made

all of this

she find closure, retreating to a life of solitude and prayer, ending this lifetime in