Chapter 250 Gabriel only stayed a short while to speak with Sophie before leaving to deal with other matters. Soon, the room fell quiet, with only Matthew and Anthony still seated beside Sophie’s bed. The brothers were originally planning to comfort her for a bit longer and then leave once she’d calmed down. But just as they were about to get up, Sophie reached out and tugged lightly on Matthew’s sleeve. Peeking out from beneath her blanket, she blinked up at him with trembling eyes and whispered softly, “Matthew… I want to talk to you. Can you stay with me just a little longer?” Of course Matthew couldn’t refuse. Anthony glanced at the two of them and said, “Then I’ll leave you to it. I’m heading back to rest.” Without another word, he turned and walked out, leaving Sophie and Matthew alone. As soon as the door closed, Matthew leaned closer and asked gently, “What is it, Sophie? What did you want to say to me?” “Matthew… I’m sorry.” Her voice trembled as she wiped at her tears. “Back then… I was horrible. I was out of my mind when I poisoned you. I don’t even know what I was thinking. But the moment I did it, I regretted it. I wanted to give you the antidote, I really did… but Father posted guards by your side day and night, and I was too scared. I waited too long. And just when I finally got up the courage to sneak in and give it to you… Eliza and Nolan showed up, and everything spiraled from there” She sobbed quietly, looking utterly pitiful. “I’m sorry, Matthew. I swear I’ll never do something like that again.” Tears clung to her lashes, her gaze filled with fragile hope as she stared up at him. Matthew was stunned. He hadn’t expected this to be what she wanted to say. His expression grew complicated for a moment, but he quickly softened. “It’s alright, Sophie. It’s all in the past now. I know who you are—if it weren’t for you, I might’ve died long ago. Even after I woke up from the poisoning and knew it was you… I still chose to believe in you. Because you’re not just my sister. You’re also the one who once saved my life.” She clutched his sleeve even tighter and lowered her gaze, pretending to be consumed by guilt. “I can’t believe you still remember that. But really, it was nothing. A tiny act of kindness at best. Compared to what I did to you later… it’s unforgivable.” She looked heartbroken, her remorse seemingly genuine. “During those awful days in the palace, all I could think about was you,” she continued, voice trembling. “I remembered how good you were to me… and I regretted everything even more. I don’t expect you to forgive me. I just… I just don’t want you to leave me Matthew’s heart twisted at her words. “Leave you? Never,” he said firmly. “You’re pure–hearted, Sophie. You were never a match for Eliza. She’s the one who set us up, who poisoned me, who exposed your birthday at the banquet and destroyed your name. You only lost control because of what she did.” His voice, usually dark and brooding, was surprisingly gentle now. “You don’t need to worry,” he said with conviction. “I’m alive, aren’t I? Nothing’s wrong with me now. So don’t blame yourself. No matter what happens, I’ll always be by your side. I won’t abandon you.” Sophie stared at him, eyes wide and dewy, like a frightened kitten afraid of being cast aside. She clung to him and whispered, “You really mean it? You won’t leave me?” “I’m scared,” she confessed, her voice soft and broken. “Father… he seems so disappointed in me now. Dylan doesn’t want me 1/3 10:51 Sat, 19 Apr A Chapter 250 95% anymore. Benedict… he doesn’t like me the way he used to. And Anthony, he’s too frail… I don’t want to be a burden. If you left me too, I’d have no one Her list of names–each one an ally slipping away–made her seem so fragile, so alone. Matthew felt a painful ache in his chest. “Don’t be afraid,” he said, solemn and sure. “I swear, if I ever abandon you, may I be struck down by lightning, killed on the spot” Sophie gasped. “Don’t say that! You’re the best brother I have. I’d rather you leave me than get struck by lightning!” Matthew was deeply moved. He never imagined Sophie cared so much. But of course she did. She was kind–too kind. She only lashed out that one time because Eliza had pushed her too far. It wax Eliza’s fault. Not Sophie’s. Matthew’s eyes darkened at the thought. He said gently, “Alright, no more tears. You’ll always be my sister. The only one I acknowledge. Just focus on resting and getting better. When you’ve recovered, I’ll take you out for some fresh air. We’ll have fun again, just like before. As far as he was concerned, Eliza had already gone too far. She’d made Sophie suffer–humiliated her, hurt her. That was something Matthew would never forgive. Once Sophie finally drifted off to sleep, Matthew got up and left. But the moment the door shut behind him, Sophie’s eyes snapped open. Gone was the fragile, tearful girl from moments ago. In her place was a calculating, disgusted expression. “Useless,” she muttered coldly. “If I’m your ‘real sister, then why haven’t you taken revenge for me?” If it weren’t for that damned Prince Regent and the King backing Eliza, that wretched girl would’ve been dead and buried by now. A glint of red flickered in Sophie’s eyes. “Maybe I should use the medicine Mother left behind…” The thought barely formed before she shook her head. The medicine’s first dose could be fatal if the person wasn’t strong enough. If even one of them survived, she could still use them. But if they all died? Then what would be left for her to control? She exhaled slowly. “Fine. I’ll wait a little longer. Give these worthless fools one last chance. If they fail me again… I won’t hold back … Read More “Than Your Daughter 250” »
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Chapter 249 Matthew sat by the bed voice full of concern as be gently coaxed her. It’s all right now. Sophie. You’re home. No one’s going to hurt you again” Sophie was still curled up eyes swollen and dazed from crying, clutching Anthony arm like it was her last lifeline. She turned to Matthew with a choked voice, trembling as the asked. “Really Tm I’m really home now? I don’t ever have to go back to the palace again “That’s right. Don’t worry,” Matthew rushed to reassure her “The King said it himself–you won’t be chosen as a consort” But what he didn’t dare tell her was the exact wording of the King’s decree- Sophie is unruly, uneducated, and utterly unfit for palace life. She lacks the grace and wisdom required of a consort The King’s words had already spread across Hasen City like wildfire. The part that truly made Sophie infamous was the phrase “utterly unfit to be a consort” It didn’t just kill any chance of her returning to the palace- crushed all hope for a respectable manage. With those eight words alone, what noble family would ever dare bring her through their doors Matthew gritted his teeth. “The King was too cruel Anthony was livid. “Who does he think he is Just because he doesn’t want Sophie doesn’t mean he has to ruin her future! Both brothers were fuming. When they brought Sophie back from the palace, they had practically carried her in–pale. disoriented, and whimpering in pain. The fury in their hearts nearly made them spit blood Gabriel slammed a palm onto the deck, his face like thunder. “He did it because he’s the King. That’s all the reason he needs. Matthew snapped. “But the King’s never humiliated the Stonor family like this before. What–just because of the Prince Regent, he thinks he can walk all over you now Gabriel’s voice tumed cold. “He holds command over hundreds of thousands of troops. What do you think?” “Nolan has enough power to stage a rebellion if he wanted to. But no–he insists on playing the loyal guard dog.” He laughed bitterly. “It’s pathetic” If only his martial talent had matched his ancestors. Gabriel believed the military authority of Bortenland would be his by now. That throne wouldn’t be held by some half–grown boy–and today’s humiliation would never have happened. Now, with Sophie lying there, groaning that her whole body hurt barely in her right mind… Matthew and Anthony had half a mind to tell their father to just rebel and be done with it. Anthony cut in coldly. “Don’t be stupid” Even Gabriel didn’t have to speak–Anthony laid it all out with ruthless clarity. “You want to expose them? With w evidence? Sophie’s condition looked bad, yes–but there wasn’t a single visible wound on her. No scars, no bruises. Nothing that could hold up under scrutiny. “The Empress Dowager’s people are too clean.” Anthony said grimly. “Even if we found something, do you really think it would make a difference?” The King himself had once claimed it was love at first sight–only to quietly hand Sophie over to the Empress Dowager’s care. Even if evidence surfaced, the most that would happen is a statement like. The servants in the Dowager’s palace were careless 10:47 Sat, 19 Apr Chapter 219 And then what? The King walks free, untouched- 95% Besides, the Empress Dowager–who had personally supported the young King’s rise–was never going to take their de “Even if everyone believed Sophie had been set up by the Prince Regent, they’d still claw their way into the palace for a shot at power, Anthony finished. And so, ironically, the Stonor family couldn’t afford to blow this up. Not only would it do no good–it might backfire catastrophically. Gabriel knew that best of all. Because deep down, he knew this all started when Sophie desecrated Caroline’s grave. If they stirred up a scandal now, it wouldn’t be long before the entire city learned that the Stonor family’s adopted daughter had dug up their matriarch’s bones. Or worse: that the illegitimate daughter had unearthed the legitimate wife’s tomb. That kind of sin wasn’t just scandalous–it was criminal So to protect Sophie, they had to bury everything. Gabriel exhaled slowly, then said, “Enough. Hasen City is no longer an option. We’ll look outside–there are still wealthy districts elsewhere. I’ll find you a suitable match, Sophie. Someone worthy of you.” But before the last word had even settled in the room, Sophie’s face darkened beneath the pillow. He wanted to send her away? Out of Hasen City? To marry a nobody in some remote province? Was he out of his mind? y was everything. Outside was just dust and peasants, What did prosperous towns‘ even mean? Merchants? Hasen City Civilians? “Those filthy commoners? He wants me to marry them?” Sophie’s heart boiled with rage. Her fingernails dug into the sheets. She was Lady Sophie of the Stonor family. Even if she couldn’t become Empress, she could still be a noble lady in Hasen City–still live in luxury. She seethed. ‘If only Father would make me the official heir–if only he would name me the rightful daughter–then none of this would matter!’ There were plenty of noble sons in Hasen City. All she needed was the title, and they’d fall over themselves to marry her ‘But Father wouldn’t. He never would Because no matter how much she tried, her mother had never been the legitimate wife. … Read More “Than Your Daughter 249” »
Chapter 248 “Ah, so that’s how it is. Thank you for your generosity, Kane said, voice low but sincere. To be honest with you, without the medicinal herbs you delivered these past two days, we wouldn’t have stabilized Caslig County this quickly. Just in one day. the death count’s already dropped. We’re finally carrying our fewer bodies.” Most of those who died had already been frail and elderly. If not for that, they might’ve lived Eliza replied calmly. “As long as it helped. But credit doesn’t belong to the herbs alone–your people already figured out the right treatment. Without that, no matter how good the herbs are, they wouldn’t be much use.” Those who understood the truth–people like Kane–would naturally shift their attention to the source her medicine. Eliza nodded. “I love planting herbs. I’m good at it, too. I have several medicinal fields in Hasen City. Now that this batch has been harvested, I’ll be planting the next one as soon as I return.” She kept it vague–but both men were far too shrewd to miss the implication. Tm reserving three batches, Nolan said without hesitation. “Til take one, Kane chirned in, almost overlapping. The moment Kane heard Nolan’s words, he turned to glare at him. “You greedy little brat! We’re in the middle of a crisis and you’re still trying to fight me for it?” “The next batch won’t even be ready until all this is over,” Nolan replied coolly. “Unless you’re telling me you’ll screw things up so badly you’ll need more herbs again, the situation here should be resolved by then.” “You could at least leave me some soup and bones, Kane grumbled. Three whole batches? You gonna eat them for breakfast? Tve got entire legions to support,” Nolan answered dryly. “I have more injured and disabled soldiers under my care than have guards in your entire province.” He wasn’t exaggerating. Nolan held command over hundreds of thousands of troops–and he never abandoned them, event when the fighting was over. Many of the wounded could still work if they had their limbs, but those who were crippled or bedridden for life: They couldn’t survive on their own. Sending them away was sentencing them to die. So when Nolan heard that Eliza’s herbs had extraordinary healing potential, it was only natural he wanted more than his share. Eliza gave him a small, sly wink Nolan paused, then relented. “Fine,” he said to Kane, just as the man was running out of flattering words to toss around. “Given Noganlul’s current situation, I’ll let you have two batches first.” Kane was halfway grateful, halfway offended. Now he shows mercy! Nolan, ever sharp, caught his expression. “Oh, don’t look at me like that. Your soldiers have been stationed in plague zones for weeks. I imagine they’ve suffered more than a little. I’m just being generous. But if you’d rather not have the herbs, Ill take them back- “I never said that!” Kane snapped. “Who said I didn’t want them?” Later, when he finally received the two discounted batches, Kane would realize just how much of a bargain he got But today’s visit wasn’t about haggling for herbs. 1/3 10:47 Sat, 19 Apr Chapter 218 After the verbal agreements were made, Eliza arel Nolan began inspecting Calig County in earnest. It was in far better condition than they had expected. Even the mass grave outside the gates–which had shocked them when they arrived–was considered light, according to Kane “Hack at the peak of the outbreak, he explained grimly, “we were burning over a hundred corpses a day. The worst was the night the plague erupted–five or six hundred died in one go Caslig County only had a few thousand residents. Half of them were already dead. Eliza listened in silence. When she finally entered the infected zone, she took her flower crown and sprinkled it again with more spiritual water than usual. As she passed Nolan, he suddenly reached out and caught her wrist. “Wait… are you wearing perfume?” Eliza paused. Then she pulled her hand back and smiled faintly. “Probably just the herbs.” She walked past both men, sat down on her meditation mat, and began chanting for the people–just as she had done in every zone before, But this time, she repeated the verses again and again, tirelessly. Caslig County had lost more lives than anywhere else. She could hot, and would not, rush this one. The crowd went still. One by one, the dying closed their eyes and bowed their heads. They listened. Listened like salvation depended on it. But Eliza knew the truth. She was no god. She was only a woman–with herbs and water and determination. Meanwhile, back at the Stonor family estate…. “I’m in pain, Matthew. It hurts so much, Sophie sobbed on her bed, freshly returned from the palace. “I don’t want to go back. I can’t. There were rules. So many rules. She trembled at the memory–waking up only to stand, memorize, and recite. Failing to do so earned beatings, and worse. They’d examined every inch of her body–humiliating her beyond repair. Just thinking of those old hags yanking her limbs apart made her want to die. Yes. Sophie had finally figured it out. And Eliza had played her like a fiddle. “She’s a danin ghost, Sophie muttered, shaking with rage. “A ghost that won’t go away. Because of her, I was beaten humiliated, stripped of dignity–and now, now I’m supposed to be grateful I survived? No. I’ll kill her. I swear it” … Read More “Than Your Daughter 248” »
Chapter 247 Te something beaning up lad They hadn’t even arrived ar Castig County yer hour he had only served a meme Kave Theory in the fusese Nolan narrowed his eyes, his voice ong and strady. expose their nose or mouri su open air hip her. Let Mr. Bradford have a proud look” good as Inside the carriage. Eliza heard the commend and immediately adjusted the the yurtlar She wasn’t afraid of the plague–by borly was presented by the spirull ware–or grocanone at al for appe She neededodhen in believe the was jus question her immunity As they drew closer, the source of the glow became borrilyngy ther + Eliza’s eyes widened in shock as she saw the mass graves, towering piles of corpses cocoumed by fire “It must be Kane’s order, she said grimly. Anyone who died of the plague couldn’t be left to rot. If the bodies weren’s breed imetand they out secure St sources of infection. Eliza understood this all too well. But even with two lifetimes of meal preparation nothing could seadette for the sight of so many charred remain By the time they reached Caslig County, the carriage was stopped at the gates by acoge of soilies But the moment the guards saw Nolan’s unmistakable silver hair, they straightened and stepped aside with respectful di “Your Highness–it’s been too long Just then, another rider emerged from within the city–tall, lean, and formidable, seated atop a masse steed. One fa gripped the reins, the other rested on a long broadsword. Despite the lines of exhaustion exched across a face he still retained a trace of rugged charm Nolan raised an eyebrow. “You came to meet me in person? That’s rare Judging by your fare, you haven’t slept in days Be careful—you keel over, and I’ll have to take over your command.” Kane gave an exasperated snort. “You cheeky bastard. Came to Noganlul just to steal my military aborty, didn’t you Wel don’t get your hopes up I’m in better shape than you’ll ever be. I could go another ten days without sleep and still outin you. Don’t believe me? We can settle it right now His hand twitched against his sword hilt, eyes gleaming with challenge. Nolan waved him off. “Relax. If you can still stand, you a u can keep your mess. I’ve got enough to handle” “Mess? What mess? I’ve got this entire county under control! Kane barked Nolan offered no rebuttal. Kane was just about to put up again when he suddenly slapped his forehead “Damn. I got so distracted I forgot–Holy Lady’s still in the carriage, isn’t she?” He turned toward the carriage just as Eliza stepped down. Chapter 217 Eliza smiled, composed and graceful. Tve long heard of Mr. Valencia’s nam -it’s an honor to finally meet you in person” Kane blinked. And then just… stared. “By the gods he murmured. They say the Holy Lady chosen by the King is like a goddess descended–beautiful and kind. I didn’t believe it at first, but now that I’ve seen you, I admit, the rumors don’t do you justice” Eliza blinked, momentarily stunned. But when she saw the genuine admiration in his expression, she felt her cheeks warm with the faintest flush. Thankfully, Kane didn’t push the flattery any further, and they quickly turned their attention to business. “Those herbs you sent the past two days–they really work. Where’d you even find something like that? Can you get me more?” Kane jumped right in. Nolan shook his head. “They weren’t mine. The herbs were brought by the Holy Lady from Hasen City Kane turned back to Eliza, surprised. “You brought them?” Eliza nodded. “Yes, they were from my stores. But I’m afraid I don’t have any more. I grew them myself, and I brought everything I had.” Kane’s hopeful look fell instantly. But Eliza continued, “Fortunately, the majority of the herbs were sent directly to Caslig County. As long as your people have been using them as I instructed–mixed … Read More “Than Your Daughter 247” »
Chapter 246 “Truthe Holy Laaddy! T’s really her! It’s Holy Lady Serenity!” “Thank the heavens Mr. Valencia really brought her here!” A wave of disbelief turned to overwhelming joy. The quarantined townspeople, pale and feverish, lit up like dawn breaking through fog “Holy Lady” someone sobbed from the crowd, “we’re infected… can we still be saved?” “You can,” Eliza replied firmly, her gaze steady as it swept across every desperate face. “This plague isn’t unbeatable. As long as you follow the instructions, cooperate with treatment, and don’t give up–there is hope.” “Thank you. Your Grace!” “Thank you, Holy Lady!” One by one, the infected dropped to their knees. It wasn’t desperation–it was reverence. Startled, Eliza immediately tried to rise, wanting to stop them. But behind her, Nolan gently pressed down on her shoulder. Take it,” he said softly. This faith… belongs to you.” Eliza froze, then turned and looked again at those kneeling before her. In their faces, she saw something flicker back to life- hope. For a long moment, she said nothing. Then she turned forward again, closed her eyes, and resumed her chanting. Her voice–calm, ethereal, and unwavering–rippled across the infected zone like the wind through prayer flags Everyone within earshot–patients and guards alike–was swept into the solemn peace of her blessing. When Eliza finally left by carriage, some townsfolk who had just arrived too late stood outside the gates, disheartened. “She’s already gone!” “Damn… I just missed her.” But then someone noticed something odd. “Hey… why’s it so quiet in there today?” “You don’t think they’re all dead, do you?” “No way. Look, the guards are still posted. I heard the Holy Lady came to bless the plague zone.” “What? What’s the point of blessing a bunch of dying people?” ayers are going to fix that?” “This is the plague we’re talking about. You think some prayers a “Even if they don’t, at least she came. Who else has the guts to step foot near this place? Besides Mr. Valencia, not a single official’s dared to come close.” 1/3 10:47 Sat, 19 Apr A Chapter 216 “That’s true. Even you wouldn’t get within fifty feet, let’s be honest.” “Hmph. I still say she’s fake. That whole Plutonville miracle just two dumb coincidences, and you lot are out here building shrines,” “Not a coincidence. It was a miracle! Just wait and ser–she’ll bring blessings to Nogandul ton” Fine, fine. I’ll believe it when I see it. If that Holy Lady actually cures even half of those two hundred plague victims in there, I’ll chop my own head off and let you kick it like a ball!” The very next day, the city exploded with news, “It’s working! The treatments are working!” “The symptoms have stopped getting worse–they’re stabilizing!” “The Holy Lady’s words were true. As long as we follow orders and stick to treatment, we can survive. “Thank the heavens… we’re going to live.” “It’s her–if’s the Holy Lady. She saved us.” “Praise the Holy Lady! Thank you, Holy Lady!” That day, the first quarantine zone delivered the first miracle.. Doctors reported the prescriptions had successfully halted the disease’s progression. For the first time in weeks, not a single patient worsened. People who had already given up on living clung to their beds in tears, repeating Eliza’s words over and over: If you follow the instructions and cooperate with treatment…. you will be saved.” She hadn’t hed. That miracle marked the first day. Eliza didn’t rest–she had seven plague zones to cover, not counting the catastrophic Caslig County. On day one, she covered three–the closest and least severe. On day two, she pushed through two more, though by then, patient counts had doubled in each area, now over five hundred each. The last two zones had passed a thousand. When she arrived, she was nearly swallowed by the desperate crowd. … Read More “Than Your Daughter 246” »
int to die. I don’t wa to die “Doctor, please—please save u “My son—where’s my son?” “Let us out please! We ! We’re not even ud ““He’s infected” He’s infected–run‘ Even before the carriage reached the gates, Eliza could already hear the voices pouring from within the stone–and–timber barricades of the quarantine zone–voices choked with fear, panic, grief, and despair. Some wailed Some begged. Some shouted accusations. Others simply crouched in corners, too quiet, too still–their bodies pale, their skin sallow, their eyes vacant, as if they had already accepted death. This one holds a little over two hundred infected.” Nolan said quietly, his horse riding alongside Eliza’s carriage. “It’s actually the smallest outbreak among all the counties in Noganlul” Because the number of patients was relatively small, only a linle over a hundred masked guards were stationed here, aided by a few county officials–just enough to maintain control “Don’t step out yet, Nolan instructed “Wait until I call for you.” Eliza nodded. “Alright” She had promised to follow his lead, and she did just that. At the gates, Nolan presented his token, spoke briefly with the head guard, and whatever he said made the guards eyes light up with excitement. They stretched their necks, peering behind Nolan toward the carriage as if hoping to catch a glimpse. Then Nolan said something more, and suddenly the soldiers were patting their chests earnestly, nodding and giving what looked like solemn assurances. A moment later. Eliza heard his voice. She didn’t veil herself today. Instead, she wore the flower crown Mary had woven for her–its petals crafted from silk thread. delicate and lifelike–and stepped gracefully down from the carriage “Your Grace?” one of the masked guards gasped “Please–put on a mask! The plague-” Eliza shook her head gently She was already well–acquainted with the spiritual water from her pocket farm, and the moment she stepped d she could feel its subtle presence floating in the air of the quarantine zone The herbs were doing their work. The spiritual energy was spreading. Nolan nearly lost his composure when he saw she wasn’t wearing a mask, but Eliza gave him a reassuring look that made him hold back his protest She turned toward the soldiers and offered a soft smile. “It’s alright,” she said. “The sickness will pass so soon Then, to their astonishment, she placed her hand on the barricade and pushed it open. diapor 215 Pledde The Black Play soldiers had been breed the day before. As soon as the gate opened, they surged forward and quickly Had a spare for her win the quarantine zone. Her bessing ritual today was simple she would recite scripture. The infused by were already taking effect. But the patients, not yet aware, were still trapped in fear. What they needed ow was just ridicine it was calm Comfort Hope My soul prodaims the greatness of the Lord her clear, ethereal voice began to echo across the plague–ridden compound, My spirit rejoices in God my Savior, for He has looked with favor on His lowly servant She wore a flowing gown today–half white, half gold–with delicate gold embroidery curling along the edges. On her head at the silk flower crown, glistening faintly Before leaving the had sprinkled it with spiritual water. He couldn’t see the energy it carried, but what he did see Slowly, the chaos inside the quarantine zone quieted. was enough to steal his breath. The cries died down. The panic faded. It was as if an invisible hand had swept through the crowd, gently brushing away their fear, leaving only a hush of reverent stillness. One by one, the infected began to shuffle forward–some with trembling steps, others crawling–to get closer to the voice. But before they could reach her, a solid wall of Black Flag soldiers stepped into place, forming a protective barrier around At once, tension returned. The patients stirred uneasily, murmuring again. Sensing the unrest, Eliza paused in her recitation and spoke, her voice tinged with gentle exasperation. The blessing has already begun Don’t you want to hear it?” That single sentence calmed them instantly. A chorus of cager voices rang “We do! We want to hear!” Eliza smiled, soft and kind. “Then stay where you are and listen closely.” … Read More “Than Your Daughter 245” »
Chapter 244 “Elira.” Nolan found himself sohly calling her name. Still half–asleep. Eliza answered with a muffled, “Mm” Then, blinking in confusion, the asked. “What did you say just now? Nolan quickly coughed into his fist, dodging the truth. “Nothing Just asking if you’re hungry–want to get up and eat something? sure.” Ehra repbed; nodding instinctively. But her foggy mind inll lingered on that voice in her dreams. She could’ve or Nolan had just called her name–and only her name. Before she could puzzle it out, Nolan had already brought over a bell of straming oatmeal “Mmm! Smells amazing she murmured, as the aroma wafted over, making her stomach growl audibly Nolan chuckled when he heard it. “Then get up and eat. After that, you can wash up” He held the bowl out to her, suppressing the instinct to feed her himself. Her checks instantly flushed. She turned her head sharply toward Nolan, only to find the man had already slipped our and closed the door behind him. The awkwardness vanished as quickly as it came. She let out a quiet sigh of relief, changed into fresh clothes, and polished off the delicious oatmeal in a matter of minutes. Just as she stood, she noticed a basin of warm water by the table, with a clean towel neatly folded beside it. The unexpected thoughtfulness made ber blink “How’s the situation outside Eliza asked, walking into the courtyard and sitting down across from Nolan, who was reviewing the updated patient registry from various parts of Noganlul. “The number of infected has spiked in the past few days,” Nolan replied. “But fortunately, Kane was decisive early on. As soon as the outbreak began, he mobilized Noganlul’s entire supply of herbs and centralized them for dispatch.” Eliza nodded. “Looks like Kane really has an iron grip over this region.” It wasn’t easy to pull off such large–scale requisitioning. In other cities, merchants would be raising prices through the roof by now. “Kane didn’t get to where he is by playing nice,” Nolan said. “The man carved out his position with blood and fire. If you oppose him, you either leave Noganlul–or get buried under it.” Basically, Kane ran Noganlul like a private kingdom “I see,” Eliza murmured. It might be a ruthless approach, but in a crisis like this, it worked. “Kane already received word of our arrival, Nolan added, handing her the patient registry. Eliza took the list and skimmed through it while asking. “So what did he say?” “He said we can do whatever we want. Hold the prayer ritual whenever, however–as long as we don’t create another Caslig County, he doesn’t care.” Eliza raised an eyebrow. “That easygoing?” Nolan let out a laugh. “If I’d marched in with ten thousand Black Flag soldiers, you think he’d be so friendly! 1/3 |||| 10:40 300, Chapter 211 Eliza instantly understood. It wasn’t really abouncing agreeable–Kane had simply sized them up and saw that they were only three thousand strong, not enough to shake his control. 1000 What she didn’t know way even if Nolan had only brought a thousand, it wouldve been enough to overturn Kane’s dominion. Years ago, when Bortenland was under siege, Nolan had led a mere thousand newly trained Black Flags and stormed deep into enemy territory. The enemy, terrified of the surprise raid, withdrew five hundred miles without a single major battle. That story had never been widely circulated–too humiliating for the enemy to publicize–and Nolan himself didn’t care for boasting. Few knew about it. But Kane did. And what Kane really cared about… wasn’t just the number of soldiers Nolan brought It was Nolan’s attitude. The three thousand Black Flags weren’t just troops–they were a message. Having received that message loud and clear, Kane had handed over the command center without a second thought. As Nolan explained all this to Eliza, she finally understood. “So I can plan the ritual however I want… just don’t go looking for danger?” Nolan gave her a look, half–exasperated, half–amused. “You make it sound like you don’t have a habit of getting into danger.” Eliza blinked, then realized what he meant. “Wait–you’re still mad about that slap?” Back in Hasen City, she had deliberately provoked Gabriel and taken a slap to execute her trap. Nolan frowned. ‘One slap this time. Who knows what you’ll pull next.” He still couldn’t think about it without a surge of guilt and fury. make peace. Eliza could only smile sheepishly. When you’re the one who caused the anger… you’d better be the one to m “Alright, alright,” she coaxed. “Didn’t I promise already? From now on, I’ll follow your arrangements. No more impulsive plans, I swear,” To seal the deal, she raised her hand like taking an oath. “If I mess up again, I’ll give you both of my precious herb plots in the courtyard and–she paused, grimacing. -I’ll plant chives in them. All chives.” Just imagining that was enough to make her wince. “Fine. I’ll reluctantly believe you, Nolan said, raising an eyebrow in mock disdain.. but still stood up to bring her the freshly brewed medicine. Though her fever had … Read More “Than Your Daughter 244” »
Chapter 243 “Why are you up already? You should be resting, Nolan said, striding forward with concern. Just as he reached out to steady her, he noticed Tina supporting Eliza from behind–hidden from view by the doorframe. Eliza brushed off his hand with a small smile. “No need. I’ve been lying in that carriage for days. My whole body’s starting to. feel still. It’s good to stretch a bit. And really, I feel much better after the medicine. But Nolan knew better. If she were truly fine, she wouldn’t need Tina’s help. She was clearly putting on a show–for the sake of those officials outside. His hand clenched halfway in the air before he finally withdrew it, hiding the ache behind his composed expression. “Noganlul’s worst outbreak is in Caslig County, Nolan reported calmly. “But Kane is already stationed there. I brought three thousand Black Flag soldiers. It’s not many, but it’s enough to stabilize the rest of the region outside Caslig The number, in fact, was a deliberate choice. As the Prince Regent of Bortenland, with military power second only to the King himself, Nolan could have mobilized far more troops. But Noganlul was Kane’s jurisdiction. Sending too many men would draw suspicion. Three thousand was just right. Enough to protect Serenity, enough to offer real assistance–yet not enough to provoke anxiety among Kane and his allies. “We’ll keep a portion stationed here,” Nolan continued, “and deploy the rest to reinforce the less severe regions” Eliza listened, then added crisply, “Send some of your men with the medicinal herbs I brought. No matter the type, each. soldier must carry one plant with them. The rest should be distributed to local physicians. Let them mix the herbs into their treatments for the infected–no matter how diluted, a trace of spiritual essence is better than nothing” She had brought ten wagonloads of herbs. A drop in the bucket for the vastness of Noganlul’s population, but if used wisely. their efficacy could be amplified–if even a trace of spiritual water merged with other herbs, it would still soothe the afflicted. Nolan nodded without asking questions and immediately relayed her instructions. Just before the local officials departed, the lead officer hesitated. After braving a wary glance at the Prince Regent’s sharp eyes, he finally gathered the courage to speak. “Your Grace,” he said to Eliza, “since you’ve recovered… might we ask… when the blessing ceremony will be held?” He bowed apologetically. “The people are desperate. Your Grace. If they hear you’ll be holding a prayer ceremony. I’m sure ill lift their spirits immensely” 1 steel. “And stir up an even greater panic? Nolan cut in before Eliza could respond. His eyes were cold, his tone sharpe “The people in the quarantine zones are already terrified, fearing they won’t live to see tomorrow. If word gets out the Holy Lady will perform a blessing, what do you think will happen? They’ll break out of their isolation to reach her. And when that happens–do you think you can stop them?” The official paled. “Y–you’re right, Your Highness. I… I hadn’t considered that. Please forgive me.” Eliza understood what he had intended–he merely wanted to give the people a little hope. But Nolan wasn’t wrong either. A misstep in timing could turn that hope into chaos Tm sorry.” Eliza said gently. “I can’t perform the ceremony immediately- Disappointment flickered across the officials faces. 1/3 10:46 Sat, 19 Apr A Chapter 213 * S95%# “But two days from now, I will personally visit every quarantine zone,” she continued, and bless every soul afflicted by this plague.” The shift was instant. The disappointment vanished, replaced by stunned joy. “Truly, Your Grace?” “You’re really willing to enter the infected zones?” “But isn’t that far too dangerous?” Too dangerous? That didn’t even begin to cover it. Nolan’s face nearly cracked from how hard he was clenching his jaw. He wanted to yell. Why?! Why couldn’t she wait until the outbreaks were under control? He could’ve organized one grand ceremony–safe, effective, controlled. i was she t Why did she insist on going to every plague zone herself? Was she trying to die? He forced himself to hold back, waiting until all the officials had left. Then he finally turned to Eliza and asked, in a voice tight with frustration. “You can’t go. It’s too dangerous.” “I have to.” Eliza said softly. ent illness, slower, quieter, with a gentleness that was even more disarming. Her voice was hoarse from her recent She looked at him and said, “This plea for my presence came from the people. I know what they’re hoping from me, Nolan. I may not have any divine power, but I can at least use my voice to calm their fear.” What she didn’t say–what he didn’t know–was that she needed those two days to let the spiritual herbs fully circulate into the new medicine formulas. By then, the danger would be significantly reduced. Nolan didn’t know any of that. He only saw the determination in her eyes.) I say no to her. And once again… he couldn’t say no “Fine,” he relented. “But you’ll follow my orders to the letter when the time comes. No more running off. No more risks. Do you understand?” When she didn’t respond immediately, he narrowed his eyes and added with mock menace, “If you disobey again, I’ll plow your herb field and plant garlic chives instead” … Read More “Than Your Daughter 243” »
Chapter 242 The officials–who had already been on edge–turned pale with terror. Everyone in Bortenland knew the Prince Regent’s reputation. Nolan wasn’t just a war hero; he was a walking execution order. The moment he reached for his sword, the crowd of officials fell completely silent, not daring to breathe too loudly. Just then, the doctor Nolan had summoned rushed in, quickly checked Eliza’s condition, and let out a breath of relief. “Your Highness, please rest assured–Her Grace is only suffering from a chill combined with fatigue from the journey. Nothing serious” Nolan immediately handed over the prescription Eliza had written herself. “Check this. Should the medicine be changed, or it still be used?” CHUL The doctor took it with trembling hands, scanned through it carefully, and shook his head. “No need to change it. The prescription is well–balanced. I’ll simply add one herb to speed her recovery–she should wake soon after.” As if on cue, Eliza stirred. Slowly, her eyes fluttered open. Her voice was hoarse but clear. Eliza nodded. “Alright” The second Nolan heard her voice, he strode to the bed in a flash; knelt beside her, and leaned in anxiously. “Still dizzy? Does anything else hurt?” Eliza shook her head gently. “I’m fine. Thank you, doctor. No need to adjust the medicine–just brew it according to what t prescribed.” Nolan gave a short nod. “All right.” If she said no, then it was no. No questions asked. He didn’t hesitate. He turned and swiftly ordered people to begin preparing her medicine, then hurried back to her side, not leaving her alone for a second. The doctor, seeing she was stable, bowed and excused himself–there were too many patients in Noganlul right now, and time was precious When the medicine was ready. Eliza didn’t drink it right away. Instead, still pale, she turned her head slightly and said to Nolan, “There seems to be a crowd waiting outside. You should go. Ill be fine on my own” Nolan’s hand paused just before handing her the bowl. Then he set it down carefully on the table. “All right. If you need anything, call me.” Eliza couldn’t help but let out a soft laugh. If she really needed help, shouldn’t she be calling Tina? Why would she be calling him? Clearly. Nolan hadn’t even realized the tone of what he’d said. Still, after giving her one last reluctant glance, he stood and stepped out, face like carved stone. Sure enough, a group of local officials were still waiting outside, all wearing anxious expressions. With Serenity unwell, Nolan had to step in to stabilize the situation himself. The sooner they could control the outbreak, the sooner she could safely resume her duties. Cheface 247 His gaze se c the gathered officis “Where is Kaner of the prickly stepped forward Me Valerely bedding the line the quee the at under of infected citizens has risen demare ally these post few days he addit town. He week is in how plane berjog le you would understand He didn’t care about ceremonial welcomes, and he knew terenity didn’t either. “What’s the current number of inferred How is the military holding up reyes running low on medical here? Has any physician identified a cure yere Four question. No warning Sharp as arrows Every one of them made the officialsharks run cold with sweat, Nolan narrowed his eyes and stared them down. “I want a full report. Now And if I catch so much as a single word being hulden from me, you’ll be tried by military law? Those two words–military law were enough to send the entire group crashing to their knees. They rushed to speak, voices tripping over each other in panic. When they finally finished, Nolan’s face had turned grim Originally, the situation in Nogandul wasn’t so dire. Kane was competent, his military force strong, and things had been under control. But over the past few days, disaster had struck. A county magistrate had been murdered. Following that, Calig County had erupted in a sudden and devastating epidemic Within one night, thousands had fallen ill. Once Kane investigated, the truth came to light the magistrate had raped a young village woman, then killed her parents to silence them. What he didn’t know was that the girl had a brother–Seth White–who had long ago fled Mutonville after injuring someone. He returned home only to find his family daughtered. Driven mad with grief and rage, Seth stormed the county office and killed the magistrate… and then jumped into a well to cd his life. The problem? That well was connected to the county’s water supply. Even though the guards removed his body immediately, it was too late. That night, anyone who drank water fell sick. Entire families collapsed Caslig County became ground zero. Panic spread. Surrounding counties were affected as people fled. Kane acted fast, locking down Casdig with military force, refusing to let anyone leave, and remaining at the front himself to stabalize the chaos. But when the man dared glance up again, he nearly fell over. Nolan’s face had turned to ice. “You think I need your arrangements?” Nolan’s voice was lethal “Get your sorry hides to Kane. I don’t need cowards here.” … Read More “Than Your Daughter 242” »
Chapter 241 When the tinted wire the entered cerchief ra caught sight of several faint pinpricks on her fingertips- www tanke Whether den deerely or not, they were there lie gave long time merry neat whereing her gave her face expressionless I told you–I stopped hating you a to why ether with geares that mean nothing to me Tabelle hethew will “Maybe they don’t mean anything to you, but to me… giving this to you still means something. to fart, it might be the love thing that does mean mething he A long silence followed. But in the end, will didn’t accept the handkerchief. Just the day turned from organizing the Park Flag and walked in on the scene. He silently stepped between the two women, blaking tulete’s newed the with his body Faring Eliza, histone viened. “I getting colder. The night dew’s heavy now. You should head inside before you catch a With his gentle orging. Eliza allowed herself to be led away. Behind them, Isabelle stood frozen, watching as Nolan physically shielded Eliza from her. For a split second, her gaze darkened with something vicious–like poison flashing behind her eyes That dann man, the thought tio, he can’t die yet I still need him. Clenching her teeth, fabelle showed the handkerchief back into her sleeve and walked away without another word. She didn’t notice that as she turned to lease, Nolan–who had just guided Eliza inside–suddenly stopped at the doorway. His sharp gaze cut through the darkness like a blade, sweeping across Isabelle’s back with the deadly calm of a predator. Later, Eliza sat quietly in her room, collecting herself A knock on the door broke her stillness–it was someone Nolan had sent with a basin of hot water. She changed out of her clothes and took a long, steaming bath, letting the warmth soak through her bones and ease her fatigue. Maybe it was to relaxing That night, Eliza dreamed–not a memory, but something more surreal, something she couldn’t be sure was even real In her dream, she stood in a serene, flower–filled haven. It was peaceful, like a hidden realm untouched by the world. Then, a gaunt figure appeared–thin and hollow–eyed, clutching a wicker basket full of folded spirit money. She stepped into Eliza’s view, knelt in front of a gravestone, and lit candles. Only then did Eliza see her face It was Isabelle. And yet… it wasn’t. She was too thin, too pale–like a ghost walking in daylight. After silently burning the paper offerings, Isabelle finally spoke. Her voice was soft, strange, almost disembodied. “Liza… how foolish you were, giving your heart to those who never deserved it. In the end, the one who buried you… was me, the one you hated most Eliza’s dream frayed into static She woke up not remembering the rest, only the strange ache it left in her chest. Nolan noticed it at breakfast. “You’ve been awfully quiet this morning 1/3 10:45 Sat, 1970 -5. Cpr 201 Witret warning be marked as the table are persund the bark of his hand to her fourbead he and formed A tren immediately followed, “You’re running a fever You’ve caught a chuall” Pliza blinked, a Battle dazed. “No wonder I’ve felt dizzy since I group” T calling a phrynarian olan said immediately, already ring to the door. liva waverda hanel. “6 тижні. Го и резу He raised how it there a saying A door shouldn’t treat themselves? a Tuit “It’s just a mild fever, Eliza replied as she took out her arupuncture kit “Not beyond my abilities.” She jabbed herself once to clear her mind, then calmly checked her own pulse “It’s nothing serious. Some medicine will take care of it She might as well have been treating a stranger Nolan chuckled. “All right, Dr. Eliza Prescribe away. I’ll go fetch the medicine.” “No need I brought what I need, she said. 96% “Well, then at least let me prepare it Nolan insisted. “You’re dizzy as it is–what if you spill the pot and scald yourself? The medicine’s not the problem, you are. Eliza conceded the point and handed him the prescription “Fine. I’ll leave it to you? And Nolan really did do it himself–boiling the herbs, stirring and straining, without letting anyone else interfere. He event made Eliza rest while he worked. … Read More “Than Your Daughter 241” »