The Lady Nun Vows Revenge by Caroline Rowland

The Silent 408

Over a Saint Grace Nunnery, peace and tranquility reigned

Meanwhile, in Hasen City, the undercurrents were surging.

Inside the Henderson family study.

Fletcher, his face devoid of emotion, took the intelligence report handed to him by a subordinate and drew a heavy line

across it.

He then stood, walking toward the candelabrum while methodically tearing the report into uneven shreds.

Finally, he lit the torn pieces with the candle flame. The fire quickly consumed the paper, the flames licking upward and scorching Fletcher's fingers as he held onto the corner of the burning sheet.

Yet Fletcher didn't flinch. Only after a couple of seconds did he toss the flaming remnants into the extinguished brazier

He said, "Guard,"

A shadowy figure appeared silently behind Fletcher, kneeling with practiced deference.

"So, is my daughter finally dead?" Fletcher asked, his tone icy

The figure replied cautiously. "Sir, she... survived."

The word "survived" was enough to confirm that the operation had failed

A cold, mirthless smile spread across Fletcher's aged face. "Useless fools. And a

pawn I can still squeeze some use out of "

The former referred to the hired assassins.

The latter, of course, was Isabelle Henderson.

This outcome didn't surprise Fletcher in the slightest.

After all, to him, whether his illegitimate daughter lived or died was of no consequence.

regardless of the result, Fletcher felt no

eyes slightly, a faint

guard froze in confusion. "Wasn't it supposed to be

wandering outside for years, should finally return

I'll bring

guard left, Fletcher called

hunched his

Tomorrow, the estate

quicker than the shadow guard's. His voice remained steady and emotionless

illegitimate daughter, Isabelle. She succumbed to a

I will

the butler had left and the door was closed, Fletcher turned and walked toward the only bookshelf

specific book on the third row, With a sharp sound, a hidden mechanism activated, and the entire bookshelf swung open,

his hand casting eerie shadows as he entered through the stone gate. After descending the long, winding stone staircase, he arrived at a heavy,

cacophony of laughter, music,

here!" a voice called out, brimming

it be the Elixir of Immortality toni Successfully unlocked! uty's flesh?" another guest teased, their tone

someone chimed

of the same can get dull. Perhaps tonight, Fletcher might want

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unfolded before him. It was a sprawling

accommodating over a hundred revelers lost in

carrying emerald trays wove through the

the trays held neither wine nor

carried emerald bottles filled with mysterious

two varieties, white emerald

bottle, and one particularly flushed man threw

a bottle in each hand, he staggered over to Fletcher and leaned heavily on his

lot just don't get it!" the man slurred, his voice thick with intoxication. "Fletcher is the master of this Hall of Eternity The Eloir is divine, and the Maiden's Flesh is

man grinned wickedly and added, "Why not both? Now

words sparked laughter among the surrounding

someone chimed

man off his shoulder. "Why settle for one when you can have both?" he said smoothly, his tone laced with subtle authority.