You Hit My Heart by Kylie Stanford

Chapter 2047

Chapter 2051: Holding the Crown Prince Hostage

Leaving the altar, they returned to the East Palace.

Tadasuke was already kneeling in front of the hall, waiting. In front of her, on the ground, were two trays. The trays contained neatly arranged clothes for changing.

Seeing Clint and Joyce return to the East Palace, Tadasuke bowed respectfully, "Your Highness, please change your clothes. Madam, please change your clothes." Clint stepped into the hall, "Bandage her wound."

"Yes," Tadasuke nodded.

Joyce glanced at her arm. Her clothes were torn, and there was a cut on her arm. It wasn't serious; it had stopped bleeding.

"It's just a small wound. It's nothing."

Clearly, Clint's cut was much more severe than hers.

Tadasuke noticed as well and instructed a servant, "Call a doctor to treat His Highness's wound."

"Yes," the servant responded.

"Do you get cut every time there's a sacrificial ceremony?" Joyce asked curiously.

Clint glanced at Joyce without answering directly, "You'll find out in due time." Joyce, "..."

Joyce followed Tadasuke to a side hall to treat her arm and change clothes.

Her wound was simple to handle. After applying iodine and some white ointment, it was covered with gauze.

Then she changed into a dress suit that matched her usual style-simple and elegant, fitting perfectly. Even the shoes were her regular brand. Tadasuke said from the side, "These clothes were specially prepared for you by His Highness."

Joyce responded with an "Oh."

It seemed that during their time in Khebury, Clint had been paying attention to her daily life and preferences. He had planned this all along.

"We are leaving the East Palace today," Joyce apologized to Tadasuke. "I was impulsive before; I won't cause you any more trouble."

a sound. She felt a newfound respect for Joyce. Everyone had heard about how Joyce's

After changing clothes,

the main hall of the

also changed his clothes and stood in the main hall. A servant presented him

it on. Sᴇaʀᴄh thᴇ (ꜰind)ɴʘvel.nᴇt website on

gentle clasp of his wrist,

dollars-extremely luxurious. Luther also liked collecting watches from this brand. After putting on

him perfectly, highlighting his refined

clothes make the

attire, Clint looked like a different

and saw Joyce approaching.

for her

her hands behind her back, only responding with an

withdrew his hand without saying anything and walked

Joyce followed behind him.

out of the hall and through the gate that Joyce had previously tried to

the gate, Joyce couldn't help

hadn't expected to walk out so openly

her previous efforts had been

was a

in the middle. Clearly, the front and rear cars were escorts;

"Home," Clint replied.

Joyce, "..."

want to go

usual residence?"

"Yes," Clint nodded.

home?" Joyce

to the extended Bentley car.

was

she got into the

the back seat. The rear seats were separated like airplane seats-comfortable

moving

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