Chapter 19 You Can’t Take Her Away

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When the mother and son were finally reunited after their harrowing ordeal, emotions overflowed.

After calming Theodric, she summoned the court physician to the palace. The young lord was then carried off by his nursemaid.

Princess Aveline sat down, her gaze softening as she turned to Isolde. “You saved Theodric. That makes you my savior. Tell me, what reward would you like? Or is there some favor you wish to ask? Speak freely.”

Isolde smiled faintly. “You are too generous, Your Highness. I do have a small request.”

“Go on, don’t hesitate,” Princess Avelin urged, her joy still shining in her eyes.

Swallowing her dry throat, Isolde said, “Your Highness, may I ask for a sip of water and perhaps two buns? I haven’t had a drop to drink or a crumb to eat since yesterday. I’m utterly parched and famished.”

The princess blinked, clearly startled, and quickly signaled her attendants to act.

Moments later, a cup of tea was placed before her, followed by platters of elegant pastries,

Isolde drank deeply, the cool water a balm to her thirst. She then devoured several pastries with haste, gradually feeling her strength return.

“Are your injuries serious?” Princess Aveline asked, her tone gentle with concern.

“It’s nothing. Your Highness, Isolde replied, standing up “Everything has been tended to. But I must return home now. If I stay away another night, my father will surely worry.”

“You’re Isolde, correct? I recall Geoffrey has a daughter who recently returned from the countryside. That would be you, wouldn’t it?”

“Yes, Your Highness, Isolde answered with a calm confidence.

The old matron standing beside the princess frowned slightly, her gaze lingering on Isolde with curiosity and doubt.

The princess gestured for Isolde to sit again. “Isolde, I’ve sent for the physician. Stay here a while longer

and rest.

The matron stepped closer and murmured something into the princess’s ear.

Princess Aveline stiffened, her expression shifting from surprise to anger. “Who is spreading such rumors?”

“Everyone outside is saying it,” the matron replied quietly.

Though the words were whispered, Isolde caught them and froze, her expression incredulous. “They’re saying I eloped?”

The matron hesitated before awkwardly admitting. “Miss, the word outside is that you left the capital with a man yesterday… that you ran away together.”

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sharp. “I was abducted yesterday drugged and taken again Mountain. I was locked in a dungeon where I found the young lord.

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surprise deepened. “Where is he

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Mountain and eliminate the bandits. Your Highness, you Thay ask him for the full account. Isolde rose again, her tone resolute. “If such slander is being spread, my father is

face. “Isolde,

her a steady look, her eyes calm but resolute. “No, Your Highness. I believe my father will trust me in the

she

that, in the wake of these rumors,

arrived at the gates of her family’s manor, she saw Margaret and William

threw herself

refused to heal.

Isolde that

gaze was filled with disdain, while Isolde’s burned

the sight of Isolde, her eyes

fleeting as a thought came to her–now that the engagement had been broken. Isolde’s return could do nothing threaten her daughter Eleanor’s future marriage.

shot her a cold glance and spat. “You shameless slut!” he

“A coward clinging to his mother’s

crimson, his neck stiff with

expression darkened as she scolded him sharply. “William, what kind of behavior is

pleasant smile, though her eyes gleamed with icy malice. “Isolde, dear, if you don’t care for William, just say so. Neither the Marquis nor your

less than a foot apart. Isolde could have reached out and wrapped

concealing the flicker of murder in her eyes.

smile remained composed. Yes, ending the engagement is best for both of you. You’ve saved the Marquis’s life: our families will remain

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lips curved into a faint, cold smile. “You’re right

your father the engagement gifts won’t be reclaimed. Consider them our thanks for saving

was a decision orchestrated between

carriage rolled away, Isolde slowly turned

orders to the servants. “Go to the High Court of Parliament. Inform the Duke that Lady Matilda has

emerged, his lips curling into a sinister smile.

tone icy. “Why

dropped her facade of warmth and snapped coldly,

estate!”

a quiet, cutting

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