The Lady Nun Vows Revenge by Caroline Rowland

The Silent 591

"Your Highness, Your Grace." Vance Malone strode into the hall, his posture

brimming with arrogance. Yet, it seemed the commotion outside had forced him to swallow his pride and offer a proper bow

As he bent forward, his gaze lingered on Eliza, carrying a hint of insolence that

made her feat uneasy

The moment Eliza's brows furrowed slightly, Nolan, standing beside her, caught it immediately

Nolan's gaze swept over Vance, sharp and icy

In that instant, Vance felt a chill creep down his neck, as though he'd been marked by a predator

But he quickly dismissed the feeling. After all, this was the Malone family's territory

Who would dare lay a finger on him there?

"Your Highness, Your Grace, please excuse him. This is my eldest grandson, the firstborn of my son, Jefferent."

Nolan's casual remark about him being "just a child

that. For Nolan to call him a child, it was

let out a cold sneer in his

brew already

is Jefferson's

him

wonder he feels so unsettling. Those bloodthirsty eyes suggest he's no stranger to killing. He

Eliza mused silently.

there, she would even have to step aside for Vance.

I are having a sparring match at the training grounds tonight. If His Highness and Her Grace don't mind, why not move the banquet there? Dinner and a show, wouldn't that be delightful? "Nonsense! You kids always end up drawing blood in those matches. How could we let His Highness and Her Grace witness such chaos? It would surely ruin their appetite and offend their sensibilities." Sariyah feigned a scolding tone as

she turned to Nolan and Eliza. "Your Highness, Your Grace,

Nolan's, who was watching her with a faint, knowing smile.

elders are equally thoughtless?" Nolan's icy tone and the oppressive aura he exuded instantly froze

silence filled the hall, the

the increasingly tense atmosphere. "Your Highness, this feast is far too extravagant for someone like me. It doesn't suit

wouldn't do. This meal was

not a