Chabeer 211 Chapter 211 Sophie hadn’t expected to catch them red–handed–much less that they’d have the audacity to turn it around on her. Fury red in her chest as she snapped. Whose daughters are you, anyway? I’ve never even seen you before. Probably some ngbodies from minor families. And you dare gossip about me here!” did she realize these girls weren’t familiar at all. Back at the Stonor estate, the girls she met were always daughters of her father’s loyal oficial—well–bred, cautious, and always eager to curry favor. But these ones clearly didn’t come from scanty assumed they were low ranking nobility, the kind who normally wouldn’t even qualify to set foot in the Stonor family « front hall. That reabration made her sneer. give you one chance to apologize she said haughtily, chin lifted high. “Out of respect for your fathers. If you don’t, I’ll nelly her everything you said, and believe me, he won’t just make you pay–your fathers will suffer too.” But ber that only made the girls laugh harder. “Oh my God” one of them gasped, wiping tears of laughter from her eyes. “Is she serious?” Mais Panel looked her over with a curled lip. “Only a bastard daughter would think tattling to daddy is a valid comeback. Hoesch, Sophile, are you five She crossed her arms and slowly circled Sophie like she was inspecting an insect. “Even if you did complain, what would it changer 15 Bluza were bene, we might show some respect. But for you?” She clucked her tongue. “Not a chance.” Sophie’s eyes blazed as she crowled. “Say that again. I dare you” The others chuckled behind their hands “Maisie, why bother one of them teased. “You’re wasting your words. Talking to her is like playing the zither to a cow.” Right, right,” someone added with a smirk. The whole city knows. You’re Gabriel’s illegitimate daughter. Such a classy thing “Right, right” someone added with a smirk. The whole city knows. You’re Gabriel’s illegitimate daughter. Such a classy thing court realy” Their laugh only intensited tally wank in. These girls weren’t just unafraid–they were mocking her on purpose. Sophie’s stomach twisted with fury. “Who are you people” she demanded. “Who gave you the nerve?” Maar smirked. “Oh now you want to know? That’s cute. But why should we tell you? Go ahead, run back to your daddy and cry Foti cenched Sophie had never wanted to slap someone so badly. But she remembered Gabriel’s recent warning and fecedensel to swallow her rage. With her pride in tatters and fury burning in her throat, she turned and stormed away. Back at her seat, she immediately tugged on Benedict’s sleeve. “Benedict–Benedict!” Beted from a conversation with the High Council, brows furrowing. “What is it?” be posed in the direction of the girls and whined. “Who are they? I just went over to say hello, and they mocked me- alled me namnt 1 pad wanted to chat with them‘ Butead of outrage. Benedict frowned. “Why were you talking to them? They’re daughters of military generals. They 13 86% 11:47 Fri, 18 Apr B Chapter 211 A with the Stonors come from the Office of Marshals–and they’ve never gotten along The meaning behind his words was obvious, “You, a civil servant’s daughter, went to chat with generals daughters? Were you asking to be humiliated?” The Stonor family had once been part of the military faction, but Gabriel had switched allegiances when he rose through the civil ranks, aided by his marriage into the powerful Padilla family. Since then, the Stonors had become figureheads of the civil court To the military, that was betrayal. They’d never forgiven Gabriel for it–and certainly didn’t hide their disdain. it meant crossing the powerful Duke of Mowbay, they stood their ground. After all, they had their own champion! Even if it m Nolan. Before he was Prince Regent, he’d been known as the “War Prince.” Loyal, formidable, and a symbol of everything the military valued. Back when Nolan was away at war, civil officials strutted around unchecked. But now that he’d returned, the military faction was on fire. He pointed, they charged. He remained silent, and they still acted on whispers alone. And when word spread that Nolan had personally protected Eliza more than once, the military followed suit–regardless of past grudges. After all, hadn’t she cut ties with the Stonors? Some even believed Eliza had finally seen through her father’s hypocrisy–that she’d rather become a nun than stay in such a house. That kind of stubbornness? The generals respected it. Then came the real scandal. Rumors leaked: Gabriel had not only betrayed his wife in the past but had allowed his illegitimate daughter to dig up Caroline’s corpse… and whip it. The news shocked Hasen City’s noble families, especially the military wives. If true, it wasn’t just disgraceful–it was inhuman. … Read More “Than Your Daughter 211” »
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Chapter 210 I “You’re talking nonsense, Gabriel snapped. “When did I ever say I didn’t want you anymore?“” He shot to his feet, his temper flaring as he glared at Sophie, “Look at the mess you’ve made lately. Every time, it’s me cleaning up after you. But this time? You’ve gone too far. If this keeps up, even I won’t be able to protect you. So don’t go threatening me with talk of joining your mother in the afterlife.” He flicked his sleeve and turned away in disgust, clearly done with the conversation. Panic surged in Sophie’s chest. “No, Father–no, I wasn’t trying to threaten you. I just panicked! I thought… I thought you didn’t want me anymore. I said the wrong thing. I know that now. Please, don’t be angry… Tears began falling again, thick and fast. She had often heard people say that not only did she resemble her mother Zoie when she was young, but when she cried, she looked exactly like her. That soft, pitiful look–like the girl Gabriel had once loved so deeply in his youth–how could it not tug at his heart? At last, he sighed. “Enough. You’ve suffered your share of consequences this time. Just knowing your mistake is enough… Hearing his tone soften, Sophie finally exhaled in relief. But before she could smile, he added coldly, “That doesn’t mean this matter is over. From now on, you are not to step foot outside this room–not even into the courtyard. You’re not to see those people your mother left behind either. Next time, I won’t be so lenient. Sophie’s face twisted. “Is it really that serious? Eliza already got her mother’s body back–what more does she want?” Gabriel turned and shot her a withering look, as if she were an idiot. “You think this is just about Eliza and Caroline? The Padilla family may have fallen, but their legacy still casts a long shadow over court.” And that wasn’t even what worried him most. What worried him was the man who sat above them all. But Sophie couldn’t grasp the weight of what he was saying. To her, Gabriel was just being overly cautious–or worse, using this as an excuse to scare her, And she had never been someone who scared easily. Even if some of their allies still existed, would they really step in for the sake of a daughter born of an outsider? No, Sophie didn’t believe it for a second. Still, Gabriel had spoken, and Sophie’s entire household was swiftly turned upside down. Every servant in her courtyard was replaced–some to serve, but more to keep watch. And this time, they meant it: not one step beyond her bedroom door. So she had no choice but to lie low and rest What Sophie didn’t know, however, was that Gabriel’s fears were about to become reality. “The King has summoned me to the Midwinter Feast, Gabriel said days later, face grave. “He’s personally requested I bring Sophie? The Midwinter Feast was a grand annual banquet where the King hosted all his ministers and their families. Gabriel had intended to use Sophie’s injuries as an excuse to keep her home. but the King had specifically named her. He had no choice. He turned to his steward. “Cyrus. Tell Sophie to dress tomorrow morning–make her look pitiful” 1/3 Chapter 210 to Heaven and their ancestors for peace and Before dawn, the King led the court in an elaborate ceremony, offering prayers to prosperity in Bortenland. As the Holy Lady wasn’t required to appear, Eliza and the rest of Saint Grace Nunnery remained absent. After the ritual, the palace doors were thrown open, and a celebratory banquet began. Courtiers arrived with their wives and daughters. The mood was festive, the atmosphere light, the rules relaxed. At the top, the King and the Empress Dowager watched the performances with amusement, while below, noblewomen and young ladies chatted in small, lively groups. Sophie, having been locked up for days, could hardly contain herself. She glanced over at Gabriel, who was busy talking to his aides, then slipped off to mingle with the other noble daughters. She had barely opened her mouth to greet them when she overheard a voice behind her. “Ugh. I heard Eliza was supposed to be here today. Where is she?” “Probably not coming, another said with a laugh. “She’s a nun now, remember? My mother says they can’t just wander off the mountain whenever they please.” “Too bad. I was really looking forward to hearing her play. She always brings a new piece for the Midwinter banquet.” “She’s still the best among us at anything artistic–music, painting, calligraphy… everything except chess, I think.” “No question about it. She was the top in every category.” “It’s such a shame. I doubt we’ll get to see her work ever again “Well, the Stonor family still has Sophie, don’t they? Wasn’t she supposed to be pure and gentle and all that? I heard it so often I nearly went deaf. Any new gossip on that front?” “Oh, there’s plenty. Word is she’s not actually Gabriel’s adopted daughter–she’s his illegitimate one.” “You’re kidding” “I swear, it’s all over the place. Everyone’s talking about it.” “If that’s true, how does she even have the gall to show her face here?” “I can’t stand people like that–crawling out of some mistress’s belly like they belong.” “And her mother? I heard she used to be Gabriel’s favorite. But in the end, he future” still chose Caroline for the Stonor family’s “Then why didn’t she marry him? Even as a concubine would’ve been better than playing the mistress,” “She probably thought she was better than that. One of those women who dreams of becoming the main wife. “Please. What was she thinking? Caroline was the Padilla family’s daughter. A proper lady of status. And this other woman? Just some back–alley romantic … Read More “Than Your Daughter 210” »
hapter 209 Chapter 209 Sophie’s eyes shimmered with tears as she looked up at her three older brothers, her expressión pitiful, almost fragile “Benedict, Matthew, Anthony,” she said softly, voice trembling. I know you don’t believe me right now, but I swear–I didn’t do it. I didn’t take her body! Benedict frowned, his tone cold. “And yet people saw the ones who took Mother’s coffin. They were your people, Sophie How can you still claim you had nothing to do with it?” Sophie faltered for a second, but quickly shifted tactics. “You’re right… it was related torme. But when I said it wasn’t my doing. I meant that I didn’t order it directly. The three men you saw were my mother’s old retainers–people she left behind to protect me. They didn’t follow me to Hasen City because Father had already brought me to the Stonor estate. They stayed behind. Her voice turned gentle, careful, calculated. “After I was beaten… I was upset, hurt. In a moment of weakness. I wrote to them just to ask them to come and protect me. I never imagined they would overreact like that. When they heard what happened, they got angry on my behalf… and took your mother’s body as revenge. I swear, if I’d known they would do that never would ve sent that letter.” Tears streamed down her face as she spoke, the image of vulnerability and grief. Even Benedict, who had walked in certainty, felt himself wavering. But he still forced himself to question her. “If that’s true, then why would Eliza say you ordered them to steal our mother’s corpse? That you planned to desecrate it–out of spite?” Sophie’s face crumpled instantly. “Because when I found out what they’d done, I panicked. I told them to return the body immediately, I swear I did. But before they could, Eliza captured me. She beat me, poisoned me–I was terrified. I told her it was my fault, that Id sent them, that if she didn’t let me go, she’d never see her mother again. That’s how the exchange happened. That’s the only reason.” “I knew it wasn’t Sophie, Matthew cut in at once, as if needing no further proof. “I said it from the start” Anthony nodded slowly. “Then that talk of desecrating the body–that must’ve been Eliza making it up, trying to frame Sophie.” Benedict still felt something was off. Her story seemed to make sense, but….. He glanced to the side–and suddenly realized that throughout this entire conversation, Gabriel had been silent. He narrowed his eyes. “Father,” he asked carefully, “did you know about this? Do you believe Sophie’s telling the truth?” Gabriel hesitated. He looked at Benedict, paused a moment longer, then gave a slow, unreadable nod. “I believe she is.” But for Benedict, that answer only confirmed his doubts Sophie was Gabriel’s illegitimate daughter. He knew that now. And if Gabriel had chosen to protect her, then it didn’t matter whether she was guilty or not–he would defend her no matter what, The more easily Gabriel forgave, the more Benedict felt certain Sophie was lying. And he was right Because the moment the brothers left, Gabriel closed the doors and ordered the servants to keep anyone else from coming near. He turned to Sophie with cold fury in his eyes. “What the hell were you thinking he snapped. “Have you lost your mind? I told you–you could do whatever you wanted to Eliza, but that woman was my wife. She was their mother. Even if you hated Eliza, how could you sink so low as to defile a corpse Don’t you realize if this gets out, you’ll be branded as heartless and unfilial for the rest of your life!” 1/2 11:46 Fri, 18 Apr Chapter 209 Sophie’s expression instantly darkened. Gone was the innocent act–gone was the helpless little girl. 86% “That’s not my mother,” she said with venom in her voice. “That woman was Eliza’s mother, not mine. My mother was Zoje your favorite. If that woman hadn’t forced her way in. I would’ve been born as your legitimate daughter, and my mother would’ve been the rightful lady of the Stonor family! Gabriel’s jaw tightened. Tve told you before–this wasn’t Caroline’s fault. The marriage between the two families was arranged. It wasn’t my decision or hers. You and your mother never understood the politics behind it.” “Caroline!” Sophie scoffed, voice sharp with jealousy, “Listen to how fondly you speak her name. You scold me on her behalf like I’m some stranger. Admit it–you’ve already forgotten about my mother, haven’t you?” Her eyes filled with real tears now, not the ones she used to deceive others, but bitter, aching grief. “Back then, she did everything to carry your child. She poisoned herself, took medicine, risked her life just to keep me safe in her womb. And what did it cost her? She died shortly after giving birth. She left this world with nothing–not your name, not your love, not even the chance to raise her child. And now, even you don’t want me?” Her voice broke, tears spilling freely. “If that’s the case… then what’s the point of me staying alive? I might as well die now and go to hell–at least there, I can be with my mother again.” E
Chapter 208 Mary had just been checking Dylan’s wound when she paused at Eliza’s words. “You’ve already chosen the place?” Eliza nodded. “I have” “Is it beautiful Mary asked, her voice low and hesitant. Is it hidden enough? Secluded enough that no one will ever find her!” Eliza met her eyes and answered gently, but firmly. “Yes. The view is lovely. It’s peaceful. And no one will ever disturb her again.” “Good” Mary murmured, her voice softening with emotion. She carefully reached out and took the box from Eliza’s hands- the one that held Caroline’s bones. Eliza had already prepared everything. The bones were sealed inside a lacquered casket that had once been brought over with the Padilla family’s dowry. A faint floral scent lingered on the box, disguising any trace of decay. Mary cradled it like the most fragile of treasures. Her eyes were red as she said, “I’ll speak with her a little while. I’ll come find you later. Eliza gave a quiet nod. “Alright But later didn’t come until dusk the next day. It had been an entire day and night before Mary returned, clutching the casket tightly to her chest. Her face was pale, eyes swollen, and even her usual upright posture had wilted. “Serenity: she whispered, voice trembling. “Go… bury your mother.” She handed the box back to Eliza with reverent care, and her hands wouldn’t stop shaking. “When it’s done.” Mary added, almost pleadingly, “tell no one- sleep in silence. No one should ever disturb her again. And… when I die… —not even me. Caroline always loved peace and quiet. Let her Mary paused, then continued in a breathless hush, “if you’re willing, bury me beside her.” Her penance wasn’t over yet. But when it was, she wanted to follow Caroline–to rest beside her, at last. Eliza turned to her, startled. “You” But Mary shook her head before she could finish. “Don’t ask. Just don’t.” She cast one final, lingering glance at the casket, Then turned and left the room. Her voice drifted back to Eliza from beneath the archway, soft and fading: The orchids in my garden… take them to Caroline. They were her favorite. For the next three days, Mary never returned to her courtyard. When Eliza went to collect the orchids, she paused at the sight. They were immaculate, arranged with care on wooden frames–vibrant, fragrant, and lovingly tended. She remembered the first time she came to Saint Grace Nunnery. She’d gotten lost and stumbled into a courtyard blooming with orchids. And there Mary had stood under the Lunar Arch, stern–faced, cradling a pot of flowers. She had opened her mouth to scold–only to go silent, her voice catching in disbelief as she stared at Eliza’s face and whispered, “Caroline?” That bond, Eliza thought, between her and Mother… it must’ve been deeper than anything I can imagine. 1/3 Chapter 208 In the end, Eliza didn’t take all the orchids. She left one–the most beautiful–at Mary’s doorstep. Alongside it, a small folded note: “Mary, I think Mother wouldn’t want you to be alone. So I’m leaving this orchid with you–to keep you company in her place Mary found the note when she returned. She didn’t say a word. But a single tear slipped from her eye, carrying a grief too deep for words. After Caroline’s burial. Eliza gently transplanted all of Mary’s orchids around her mother’s resting place. In the stillness of the pocket farm, where no one else could intrude, Caroline could finally rest in peace Eliza remained by her side for an entire day, whispering memories, sharing regrets, pouring out the love she had never been able to give in time “Mother, she murmured, curled beside the headstone as though curling beside her mother’s body, if only you were still here.” She slept there for three full days. And in those dreams, Caroline had never died. Her father had never betrayed them. Her brothers–Benedict, Dylan. Matthew, Anthony–still loved her dearly. Sophie had never existed. They were one happy, perfect family. Bur dreams always end. When Eliza finally woke, she left that warmth behind, pulled herself from the sweetness of the illusion, and went straight to work. She concocted the antidote to the scorpion venom and administered it to Dylan. When he’d recovered enough, Mary escorted him down the mountain. Dylan walked away from Saint Grace Nunnery with one last longing glance over his shoulder, hoping–just hoping for a glimpse of the girl he once called sister. But Eliza never came out. He became the second man to leave that place with nothing but silence and sorrow. “Serenity has been hurt deeply, Mary told him. “Earning her forgiveness won’t be easy” Dylan … Read More “Than Your Daughter 208” »
Chapter 207 And in the end. Gabriel gave in. Gray–faced and defeated, he turned and left, dragging his two sons with him. Matthew’s leg truly couldn’t take any more delay–and after what Eliza had said, Gabriel wasn’t willing to gamble on whether it was true or not. She glanced at Dylan, still unconscious, then at Eliza, who clung tightly to Caroline’s remains as if nothing else in the world mattered. Mary’s gaze lingered on the cloth–wrapped bones for a long moment. Then she looked at Eliza and said gently, “Don’t worry -Dylan will be fine. And I won’t let Gabriel take Caroline’s body again.” At the mention of Dylan, Eliza’s distracted gaze sharpened slightly. She gave him a quick look, then murmured. I’m not worried about him” Her voice was distant, indifferent–like she really didn’t care at all. As for her mother’s remains, she would never let Gabriel touch them again. Even if he came back, he’d never be able to find Caroline Mary sighed, but said nothing more. Back at Saint Grace Nunnery, Mary took Dylan away for treatment. Eliza stepped down from the carriage and turned toward Nolan. “Your Highness…” But before she could say another word, Nolan quickly raised a hand. “Don’t overthink anything I said today,” he said, his tone light, almost too casual. “Don’t let your father’s nonsense cloud your mind. One day–if you ever choose to leave this place- you’ll understand why I said what I did.” Eliza blinked, caught off guard. She had only meant to thank him. And she meant it. She had no intention of leaving this place. She had chosen this path. She would walk it to the end. Whatever he meant–whatever feelings he was trying not to express–it didn’t matter. He’d been so worried she’d misunderstand. He’d rushed to clarify. And now, seeing her truly unaffected, completely unmoved, his heart twisted a little. Well, he thought bitterly, this path was never meant to be easy. He had met her too late. By the time their paths crossed, she was already cloaked in her black robes, committed to a life of solitude and faith. He had come too late. And from this moment forward, every step toward her would be ten times harder than it should have been. Not just because of emotion. But because the world would never allow it, Worse still, she didn’t even return his feelings–not yet. He, the undefeated Prince Regent on the battlefield, had finally met someone he couldn’t bring himself to fight for, Because even he didn’t know if he had the right He gave a quiet, bitter smile. “All right,” he said. “Go in and get some rest. If anything happens, have Tina come find me Eliza looked at him. There was something off in his tone. She opened her mouth, hesitated–then said only, “You should go, too. Don’t linger.” 11:46 Fri, 18 Apr Chapter 207 A beat of silence passed Then Nolan nodded. “Fine. I’ll wait here until you’re inside, just in case. They were literally standing outside Saint Grace Nunnery’s gate. What danger could there possibly be? But she didn’t question it. She just nodded and walked away. Nolan stood there, watching her figure disappear through the gate. Only when she was gone did he finally turn and leave, the Black Flag trailing behind him like shadows, Back in her courtyard, Eliza helped Tina treat her wounds. Then, still holding her mother’s remains, she stepped into the pocket farm. She picked a quiet, beautiful spot for the burial–beneath a sprawling osmanthus tree, beside a clear stream. Before laying her mother to rest, she stopped by Mary’s room. “Mary,” she said softly, “if there’s anything you still want to say to her… now’s the time.” ୦ 田 AD Comment
Chapter 206 Benedict stood stiffly in place. Whether he admitted guilt or not, it made no difference–he was still the one with a sword pressed to his neck. It had been Matthew who acted recklessly and charged in, yet now it was his life hanging by a thread: If the Prince Regent decided to kill him over it, he’d be well within his rights. After all, Matthew had indeed crossed the line. Would Benedict really have to pay the price for that? For a moment, even Benedict couldn’t stop resentment from creeping into his heart–revntment toward his father, and toward his brother. Gabriel had tried to use Eliza’s reputation to provoke Nolan. Benedict had warned Matthew not to stir trouble, but Matthew rushed in anyway. And now, the fallout of both their actions had landed squarely on him. If he’d known things would turn out this way, he never would have come with them at all. Caroline’s remains were with Eliza, yes–but with Eliza’s love and devotion to their mother, she would never mistreat them. If he had waited just a few days, let her calm down, and come alone, wouldn’t that have been better? The more he thought about it, the deeper his regret grew. Turning toward Gabriel, he exhaled and said with quiet frustration, “Father… have you and Matthew not stirred up enough trouble for one day? Can’t we just leave it at that? At the end of the day, it was Eliza who retrieved Mother’s remains–not you, not me, not Matthew. So tell me what right do any of us have to stand here and stop her from mourning her own mother?” Mary glanced at Benedict, genuinely surprised. “What’s this? she thought. It’s only been a few days and he’s suddenly speaking like an actual person. Gabriel, on the other hand, clearly didn’t appreciate the shift. What’s wrong with this boy? he thought. Why is he suddenly siding with Eliza at a time like this? Nolan smiled, the blade still pressed lightly to Benedict’s neck. “Gabriel, when a man gets old, he ought to learn when to quit. Seems your son’s got more sense than you do.” Gabriel let out a cold laugh, just about to respond, when Eliza’s voice rang out from inside the carriage–calm, sharp, and cutting through the tension like a blade “Gabriel” she said, “keep pushing like this, and your beloved bastard daughter might not live to see another sunrise.” The Stonor men’s faces all changed. Gabriel’s expression darkened instantly. “What have you done to Sophie?” Eliza’s voice way cold as steel. ‘She stole my mother’s remains, and planned to desecrate her body out of petty spite. Someone that various you think I’d just let her go? She paused, then added. “If I were you, I’d turn around and hurry home. If you wait much longer you’ll only get to bury her Gabriel’s fury reached a breaking point, but Nolan only chuckled, casually fanning the flames. 86% Chapter 206 “Oh, and don’t forget your other child–your son with the broken leg. If you delay any longer, I’d say he’ll be spending the rest of his lide as a cripple, wouldn’t you agree?” He will hadn’t moved his sword away from Benedict’s neck. If you’re determined to throw everything away today,” he added, smiling without warmth, Td be happy to help you finish the job, I can deal with both of your sons right here and now. What do you say He even tapped Benedict’s check lightly with the flat of his blade. Benedict dared not move Gabriel was seething “F–Father, Benedict said, drawing a shaky breath. Please. Look at Matthew’s leg.” He was beginning to sound desperate. Comment
Chapter 205 Chapter 205 86% Gabriel was a step behind, and by the time he rushed to Matthew’s side and looked down, he saw at a glance that the boy’s. leg was broken–completely, grotesquely, and beyond any doubt. He turned to Nolan with eyes blazing. “How dare you do this to my son? Were you trying to kill him with that kick?!” Sull seated calmly on horseback, Nolan didn’t even blink at the accusation. He let out a cold, mocking laugh. I was acting under orders–to protect Eliza. Your son tried to break through Black Flag’s formation to force his way to her carriage. Such arrogance, such blatant disregard for my authority–if I had killed him with that kick, what exactly would you have done about it?” Gabriel’s face twisted with fury. “You’re the arrogant one, Nolan. Don’t think I don’t see what this is. You shielding that girl so fiercely–it’s not just because the King told you to, is it? What kind of intentions are you really harboring toward Eliza? Don’t take us all for fools.” No sooner had the words left his mouth than smack–a thunderous slap echoed through the air as Mary stepped forward. and struck Gabriel across the face, so hard he staggered back and nearly lost his footing. “You disgusting excuse for a father,” she hissed, her rage barely contained. “Do you even hear yourself right now? Eliza may no longer be a Stonor by name, but does that give you the right to slander her like this? Is this the kind of filth a father should be spewing about his own daughter?!” Mary’s chest rose and fell with fury. If word of Gabriel’s insinuations got out–if the world believed Eliza, a nun devoted to God, was seducing the Prince Regent–she wouldn’t just lose her reputation. She could be destroyed. Even Matthew, writhing in pain on the ground, muttered, “Father.. you went too far.” And Benedict, who’d been hovering in concern just moments ago, turned to his father with disbelief. “How could you say something like that? Eliza is still in the carriage. What if she heard you?” Gabriel, too, seemed to realize he had gone too far. A flash of regret crossed his face. But the words were already out. He clenched his fists, forcing himself to keep his ground. “Yes, what I said involved Eliza,” he admitted, “but my target was the Prince Regent. If you Nolan, truly had no impure thoughts about her, then you wouldn’t be so quick to take offense. The very fact that you reacted proves my point. So tell me–right here, right now–do you or do you not harbor feelings for her that you shouldn’t For a moment, Nolan felt a searing urge to draw his sword and end this. ‘Gabriel Damn this man. So smug, so detestable, so thoroughly deserving of death He narrowed his eyes, a flicker of murderous intent flashing behind them. “No wonder the rest of the court speaks so highly of your cold–blooded ruthlessness,” he said slowly. “A man who would use his daughter’s name as a tool for political games. What a legacy you leave Gabriel’s expression was grim. He no longer cared what Nolan said–he’d already burned the bridge. One way or another, he would take Caroline’s body back She had lived as a Stonor, and she would be buried as one wife, reunited in death. in the tomb he had built, meant for them both. A husband and you truly want to protect Eliza’s name, then hand over “You can twist my words all you want,” he said darkly. “But if you t Caroline’s remains and let this end quietly. Or else- “Enough” Nolan’s voice cut him off like a blade. In one smooth motion, he dismounted 1/2 86% Chapter 205 The pressure radiating off him was suffocating Gabriel tensed, refusing to back down, even as Nolan towered over him, eyes cold as steel. And then. Nolan spoke–low and sharp, each word cutting like a knife. you insist “Im not like you, Gabriel I don’t use a woman’s reputation as leverage. But since you insist on dragging Eliza’s name into. this publicly–fine. I’ll give you an answer” Mary clenched her fists, bracing herself. One wrong word from Nolan, and everything Serenity had built could be destroyed But then, Nolan’s voice rang out, clear and calm, like a blade unsheathing. “My intentions have always been honorable. The entire court knows I’ve long loathed being approached by women. But if I were to care for someone, the whole world would know it. If there were someone I held dear, someone I truly valued… I would let it be known. Because only by declaring it, can I make the world understand–the woman I love… is her.” For a beat, silence. Not a breath, not a word. Even the wind seemed to hold still Benedict looked at Nolan, as if trying to speak and forgetting how. Gabriel’s face darkened, fists trembling, the humiliation cutting deeper than any sword. And Nolan–Nolan only smiled faintly. “So, Gabriel. Does that answer your question? Or shall I I say it again, louder, so everyone can hear it more clearly?” Gabriel snapped, “No need. Just remember what you said today. Don’t come back crying when you regret it later. “Regret?” Nolan echoed, eyes glinting. “I regret nothing.” Gabriel, fuming and thoroughly disgusted, failed to notice the quiet trap Nolan had just laid. “Now, Nolan said, srnile sharpening, “if you’re finished, kindly get out of my way. Or don’t blame me for what happens next.” Gabriel growled, “Wait- Of course he wasn’t leaving without Caroline’s body. But Nolan was done with patience. In a blur of motion, he drew his sword and pressed it coldly to Benedict’s neck. “Wait? For what? If you’re so eager to keep standing here, I might as well arrest your son–for violating royal guard protocol and attempting to harm the Holy Lady … Read More “Than Your Daughter 205” »
Chapter 204 Eliza shot upright, fury blazing in her eyes. She was about to leap off the carriage and confront her oh–so–beloved father face to face But before she could move. Mary extended an arm to block her. “You don’t need to go. Mary said firmly, giving her a calm yet pointed look. “Stay here. Watch over your mother. Leave this With that, Mary stepped down from the carriage. Hearing the commotion, Gabriel and his two sons turned their heads. They clearly expected Eliza. What they got instead…. Mary didn’t speak right away. Her eyes swept first over Benedict, then landed squarely on Matthew. “So. Anthony didn’t come, she remarked coolly. “Not surprising. That body of his can’t handle a horse” Matthew bristled “Whether Anthony comes or not has nothing to do with you. Where’s Eliza? Tell her to come out and face With Gabriel by his side, Matthew’s courage had clearly swelled. He sneered and called out Eliza’s name directly. “Since when is the Holy Lady too afraid to speak for herself?” Mary’s eyes narrowed. She didn’t spare him even a second of grace. She turned to Gabriel with a sharp smile, her tone laced with scorn. you forgotten how to raise your sons? This one here–no sense of respect, no “What’s this, Gabriel? Since Caroline died, have you forgot manners. Just a brat running wild.” Gabriel’s face darkened “Mary, don’t forget your vows. You’re a woman of the cloth. Is this how a nun speaks?” Mary shrugged. “You’ve known my temper for years. What, didn’t get the full lesson back then? Want me to remind you what a nun’s slap feels like Gasps rippled through the crowd. Even Benedict and Matthew were left blinking in stunned silence. Nolan, standing nearby, raised an eyebrow with mild amusemenL Mary–fearless, legendary Mary. Likely the only person in all of Hasen City who had ever dared slap Gabriel across the face… and lived to tell the tale. Gabriel’s expression turned thunderous “Back then, I tolerated you out of respect for Caroline. But if you try to stop me now—if you dare to keep Caroline’s body from returning to my home–I won’t hold back” Mary scoffed. “You? Hold back?” Her voice dripped with contempt. “Please. Don’t flatter yourself.” The words hit like a slap, right across his face. Under Cabriel’s withering glare, Mary didn’t so much as blink. She stepped forward, voice as sharp as a blade. “You hid the truth about your bastard daughter and let Caroline’s child suffer in silence. Then, out of guilt, you coddled that girl and let her poison your sons against each other. You let your children–Caroline’s children–tear themselves apart. Eliza driven into the nunnery. Dylan, forced to leave home. Benedict, so muddled he can’t see straight. Matthew, blind to right and wrong. Anthony, lost in black and white. And you–you watched it all happen. Encouraged it. Enabled it. You didn’t just Chapter 204 betray Caroline in life–you continue to disgrace her in death.” She jabbed a finger toward the carriage. “And now, even after your mistress’s daughter stole Caroline’s body, you still want to bring her home! Your home! Tell me, Gabriel–who does the Stonor family belong to! Caroline and her children, or you and your precious bastard?” She paused, her voice suddenly quiet, deadly calm. “Stop calling her your wife. The moment you betrayed her, you lost the right” Her words were like knives, slicing Gabriel down one bitter truth at a time. Everyone turned to look at him. And Gabriel… was livid. His face, already pale from his earlier coughing of blood, had gone ghostly white with rage. “I said, Gabriel hissed, breath heaving, “Caroline was–is–my wife. I never betrayed her.” His chest rose and fell in sharp, ragged bursts. “She was my lawfully wedded wife. And she should be buried in the ancestral grounds of the Stonor family–where she belongs “Oh?” M “Oh?” Mary arched an eyebrow, lips curling into a mocking smile. “And what happens next? Next time your darling little bastard throws a tantrum. she digs Caroline up and whips her corpse “Lies!” Gabriel roared “Outrageous!” Matthew added, face red with fury. “You’ve gone too far! How dare you accuse my sister of such a thing?” he shouted. Your sister? Mary turned eyes flashing like twin daggers. “What–are you blind and stupid?” Matthew’s face contorted with rage. “You-!” “Enough” Benedict suddenly grabbed Matthew by the arm, yanking him back. “This isn’t your place … Read More “Than Your Daughter 204” »
Chapter 203 Chapter 203 “Serenity?” Mary and Tina cried out at the same time, horror flashing across their faces as Dylan suddenly threw himself forward, knocking Eliza to the ground. She barely had time to react before she scrambled up again, only to find a venomous snake–half its body already torn- sinking its fangs deep mto Dylan’s forearm. Tina didn’t hesitate. With a clean swing, she sliced off the snake’s head and skewered the twitching body, but the damage had already been done. Eliza immediately pulled back Dylan’s sleeve, and her heart dropped. The skin around the bite was already turning a deep. sickly black Tie off his upper arm. Tight–now!” she snapped. Mary handed Eliza Caroline’s remains, then moved quickly to help. As Tina secured the tourniquet, Mary retrieved a detox pill from her sleeve and pressed it into Dylan’s mouth. But they all knew–it wouldn’t be enough Nonus’s snakes weren’t ordinary. Their venom was designed to kill swiftly. Even the best antidote could only delay it for a few minutes. Ten, maybe fifteen–and then Dylan would be dead. Yet despite everything. Dylan still looked up at her, his voice barely a whisper. ‘Eliza… are you alright? The snake–get away from it… it’s dangerous His face was ghostly pale, his limbs already beginning to weaken, but still–he was worried about her. Eliza froze for half a second, then clenched her jaw and said, “Don’t talk. You’re the one in danger now. Save your strength.” Her tone was as flat as ever, but Dylan couldn’t help smiling. “Alright… I’ll do whatever you say.” She turned her face away quickly, blinking back the heat behind her eyes. “Mary… is there anything else we can do?” Eliza finally let out a breath. Mary pulled herself upright, her face already glistening with sweat. “Serenity, take one of your scorpions and sting him at the bite. Fight poison with poison–we might be able to suppress it that way.” Without hesitation, Eliza grabbed one of her scorpion kings and pressed it to Dylan’s arm. After it delivered the sting. Mary gestured for another. The second scorpion struck, and for a few moments, nothing happened–then Dylan suddenly arched back with a strangled cry. “It burns! God–it hurts!” “Hold him down. Mary ordered. Eliza and Tina pinned him while Mary forced another handful of pills into his mouth, then jabbed a final needle into his neck, knocking hum unconscious Panting. Mary wiped her brow. “That should keep the venom at bay–for now. If Prince Regent’s men find anything useful on Nonus, we might just get the antidote time to reverse–engineer the cure. And if Eliza had If not, they still had a chance. The scorpion venom would buy Mary ti prepared the antidote to her own venom…. Mary suddenly turned. “Wait–Serenity, you do have an antidote for your scorpions… right?” 86% Chapter 203 Eliza stiffened. How do I say I spent three days raising killer scorpions and completely forgot the antidote? Mary slowly turned toward her. Their eyes met. The silence stretched. Finally, Mary let out a sharp breath and muttered through gritted teeth, “How many times have I told you–poison and antidote must be developed together?” I Eliza rubbed her temple, sheepish. “There wasn’t time. But I’ll start working on it as soon as we get back.” Thankfully, before Mary could explode, reinforcements arrived–with good news. While patrolling the area with Black Flag, Nolan had managed to intercept Nonus and the others. They practically walked into his ambush. But just when they were about to seize them, the Stonor family showed up. Eliza’s face darkened. “What were they doing there?” Nolan sighed. They took Sophie and let her go. Gilbert escaped too. But we did capture Septimus and Nonus. I figured they might be of use to you, so I had them brought over Of course. Gilbert’s “escape” had been intentional, Nolan had quietly instructed his men to leave a convenient gap in their formation–and Gilbert, quick as ever, had taken it without hesitation, abandoning Septimus and Nonus without a second thought. Eliza didn’t waste time. “I don’t need them brought to me. Kill Septimus. Search Nonus. If he has the antidote, take it and kill him. If not–kill him anyway!” Snake venom wasn’t something she couldn’t handle. But leaving loose ends? That she wouldn’t allow. Nolan nodded once and issued the order. Soon after, the report came back. Nonus didn’t have the antidote on him–but he claimed it was stored in a hidden location Hoping to barter with Eliza, he tried to use it as leverage. She gave him a single word: “Kill.” And Nonus’s head hit the ground. With the threat eliminated, Eliza and Mary gathered Dylan and Caroline’s remains and began the journey back. They couldn’t take the donkey this time, so Ross and his men stepped in. “Don’t worry,” Ross assured her, gently patting the creature’s head. “We’ll take good care of this little guy” … Read More “Than Your Daughter 203” »
Chapter 202 Chapter 202 The moment Sophie gave the order, Nonus smiled coldly, “As you command. Sophie. As his rasping voice rang out, a dreadful chorus of hissing rose around them–dozens of emerald–green vipers slithering with alarming speed, encircling Eliza, Mary, and Tina from every direction, cutting off any chance of retreat. Watching this unfold, Sophie could already picture their deaths, She could already see Eliza kneeling before her, begging for mercy. Her lips curled into a triumphant smile, and then–she burst into laughter. But her laugh died in her throat. A violent spasm wracked her body, and with a sickening gurgle, she spewed out a mouthful of pitch–black blood. “Sophie Nomus paled, eyes flashing in alarm. The blood soaked the ground like tar. His voice turned sharp, filled with fury. “You poisoned her,” he snarled at Eliza. “You actually poisoned her beforehand?” Eliza didn’t flinch. As the serpents closed in, she remained calm. “If I hadn’t, how else was I supposed to guard against a treacherous coward like you?” “Damn it. Give me the antidote, Nonus barked. “Oh, I’ll gladly hand it over,” Eliza said coolly, a ghost of a smile touching her lips. “As soon as you let us go.” “Don’t let them leave!” Sophie shrieked, her body wracked with another coughing fit. Clutching Nonus with one bloodied hand, she growled through clenched teeth, ‘Eliza… you’re not going anywhere. Not today.” She had endured too much, for too long. This was her moment–she wouldn’t let Eliza slip away. “But the poison in your body- “Shut up!” Sophie snapped. “You useless idiot. Grab the old nun–she’s Eliza’s master. If we take her, Eliza will have to give us the antidote!” Understanding flashed in Nonus’s eyes, and at his command, half the serpents turned and lunged at Mary. Mary kicked away one snake, then swiftly pulled several bottles from her sleeve and splashed a sulfuric mix of yellow arsenic across the swarm–instantly killing several. But more kept coming, wave after wave. And with Caroline’s skeletal remains cradled in her an Mary had to move cautiously. If she lost her grip, the bones would scatter. That hesitation made her vulnerable. Tina–help Mary Eliza ordered sharply. Tina hesitated only for a second. When she saw Eliza’s steady gaze, she nodded and rushed to Mary’s side. Thinking she’d gained the upper hand, Sophie’s face lit up. “Go! Go now–p get her!” Just as a dozen venomous snakes launched toward Eliza all at once, she flicked her sleeve… And in a blur, more than a dozen glistening, black–shelled scorpions shot out like daggers. Their massive pincers clicked–crack, crack–snapping snakes in half with terriftina Th. 11:45 Fri, 18 Apr Chapter 202 down like darts, piercing skulls and leaving twitching corpses in their wake. This time, it was Nonus who spat blood. He stood frozen, watching in horror as his precious snakes–his lethal weapons- were butchered in seconds. What the hell are those things?” Sophie screamed, her voice shrill with panic. Gilbert, standing behind her, was too stunned to answer. Those were the scorpions he had given Eliza days ago. And now? They had transformed into monstrous beasts–thicker, faster, deadlier. Not just scorpions. Scorpion kings. Where had she even found that many? Let alone raised them to such size and venom in so little time? Nonus and Septimus glanced at Gilbert, suspicion in their eyes–only to see him looking just as shocked as they were. That settled it. “Retreat, Nonus growled. “Now.” He didn’t need to say it twice. If they stayed, every last snake would be slaughtered. Nonus and Septimus grabbed Sophie and turned to flee. “No! I’m not leaving! You cowards–you can’t even handle three women?!” Sophie shrieked, fighting back, her fury nearly breaking her teeth. But the two men didn’t listen. They dragged her away by force. Gilbert paused–just for a moment. His eyes locked with Eliza’s. Then, without a word, he turned and ran after them. As Nonus disappeared into the distance, the few surviving snakes slithered away, their courage gone. The slower ones didn’t get far–Eliza’s scorpions cut them down without mercy. “They’re gone,” Mary said, still clutching Caroline’s bones as she stared in the direction Sophie had vanished. Her brows furrowed “But don’t worry. We had a backup plan.” Eliza nodded. “I imagine the Prince Regent will have something to show for this. Now that the fight was over. Eliza finally allowed herself a breath of relief. She wiped the sweat from her brow and turned to her companions. “Let’s clean up and get out of here.” Just as she said that, a voice called out behind her. “Eliza what the hell just happened?” Dylan stepped out from behind the tree, wide–eyed, his face pale. He walked toward them slowly, gaze flicking between the heaps of snake corpses and the bone–white remains in Mary’s arms, disbelief etched across every line of his face. Eliza didn’t look surprised. She’d known he was there. … Read More “Than Your Daughter 202” »