he Swordswoman’s Revenge Story after Rebirth

Chapter 20 Duke Is Furious

Isolde slowly lifted her blood–red eyes. “Out of my way

Finished

The butler’s smile curled sinisterly, “My lady, this estate still belongs to the Duke. Forgive me, but I obey only his commands.”

“I’ll say it one last time–stand aside!” Isolde’s voice rang sharp as steel, laced with fury.

Unmoved, the butler seemed almost to relish provoking her. “I have my orders. Helena must not leave here alive. Put her down, and I’ll step aside.”

Isolde’s hand snapped to her Flowing Cloud Whip. With a flick, the whip cracked through the air and struck the butler squarely across the head.

He didn’t move, though blood streamed down his brow His grin was ghastly. “You’ll regret this, Miss Langley. I’ll see to it

Slowly, he retreated, as if his sole purpose had been to take the blow.

Isolde knew well enough the schemes these people played, but her fury burned too bright to care gathered Helena into her arms and carried her back to the Pearl Tower.

She

had she settled the girl than hurried footsteps and murmuring voices sounded outside.

Lady Isolde lashed me with her whip–without

She watched as her father and Matilda entered the courtyard. Behind her, Eleanor peered out,

Her face was pale, her

Geoffrey’s voice thundered with restrained

and mocking. “Isn’t this my home?” Her gaze swept the gathered crowd. “It’s rare to see so many faces at my tower. A grand spectacle indeed–more fuss than since my return.”

you last night?” Geoffrey demanded. “What

in a humorless smile as she limped forward, her injured leg dragging faintly. “Why ask,

practiced and soothing. “My Lord, don’t let your anger blind you. Isolde’s nature is willful pressing her too hard will only

dissolved the engagement,” he said coldly. “But out of respect for the life you once saved, I’ve convinced

knuckles pale. “A concubige? If I won’t marry

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Duke Is Furious

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last night’s shameful display. There’s still the matter of Mary. She served you loyally for years–your mother’s own maid–yet you killed her over

long dead. If killing Mary was unjust, then send me to the High Court and let the

insufferable!” Geoffrey’s rage flared. “I’ve shown you patience you don’t deserve. Yet you repay me with this insolence: Dragging your mother’s name into this disgrace? You’ve brought her

shame!

invoke her memory? What choice do I have, Father? Without her would you care for me at

as though I

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