The Silent 592

From the lower end of the hall, Vance's face darkened, his displeasure barely concealed. "Your Grace, what exactly do you mean by that? I fail to see how my grandmother's arrangements have offended either of you in any way."

"Vance!" Sariyah's heart sank. She knew trouble was brewing the moment those words left his mouth.

Sure enough, Nolan sneered mockingly after Vance finished speaking. "Lady Sariyah, didn't you say your family has been worshipping the Holy Lady's portrait for years? Yet not one of you knows her other entity? Fine, the meal mistake can be excused. You're old, and it's natural to be forgetful. But your grandson, the proud heir of the Malone family, is there something wrong with him, too?"

Sariyah sighed and gave a helpless smile, her tone carrying a hint of deflection. "This is entirely my fault. I told Vance and the others about Your Grace's status as the Holy Lady, but I didn't mention that Your Grace had taken religious vows. As a result, this child spoke out of turn and offended Your Grace.

"Vance, apologize to the Holy Lady immediately."

'The Holy Lady is a nun?' Vance's face immediately showed surprise upon hearing Sariyah's explanation.

He had set his sights on her the moment he entered the room. He had even thought she

she a Christian priestess, or

not all of them were entirely free of worldly

a Catholic nun, heh, no woman had

thoughts hidden. After his initial surprise, he quickly put on an expression of regret. "I didn't know Your Grace had taken vows. I hope Your Grace can forgive

spoke, he flashed what he believed to be a charming and debonair smile at

Eliza didn't even spare him a glance.

scrutinized the young man, and his sharp

her in front of me? He's courting

blissfully unaware of the danger looming

identity had momentarily made him forget his earlier questioning of

forgotten,

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