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."

"just a child made Vance's face switch slightly

clearly of age, and anyone could see that. For Nolan to call him

let out a cold

her coffee leisurely, the brew

Jefferson's

him Louisa's

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

Eliza mused silently.

have to step aside for Vance. After all, he was

show, wouldn't that be delightful? "Nonsense! You kids always end up drawing blood in those matches. How could we let His Highness

Eliza. "Your Highness, Your Grace, please forgive Vance. The boy is just

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

the young are reckless, does that mean the elders are equally thoughtless?" Nolan's icy tone and the oppressive aura he exuded instantly

filled the hall, the

firm as she broke the increasingly tense atmosphere. "Your Highness, this feast is far too extravagant for someone

do. This meal was

not a single bite