The Lady Nun Vows Revenge by Caroline Rowland

The Silent 240 Chapter 240 "Archers, ready!" Ross barked, his voice sharp as steel the moment that agonized scream echoed from the woods Over a hundred Black Flag soldiers instantly drew their bows, arrones aimed squarely at the treeline "Wait-wan! We surrender! We surrender" Panicked voices rose from the underbrush. The ambushers clearly hadn't expected to be discovered before the party had even entered the forest-let alone have one of their own already pierced clean through With arrows already nocked and a storm of death just heartbeats away, the would-be attackers wasted no ten fools!" Ross thundered. You dare lie in wait and lunch an ambush on the road? Get out here-now-before we cut all down!" Terrified, the would-be ambushers scrambled out from the woods, scrawling on hands and knees, white- faced and shaking Nolan narrowed his eyes at the sorry lot. "Which hill did you crawl down from? The bandit leader dropped to his knees and sobbed, "We-we were once from Onyxgrave Bastion. But the stronghold was attacked, our leader slaughtered, most of our brothers killed. Only a hundred or so of us survived. We were starving. desperate-we just wanted to steal sfood, not lives. Please, have mercy-we swear we'll never try this again!" The man's voice cracked with fear, eyes locked on the corpse behind him-his comrade who'd been skewered through the chest by Nolan's warning shot. That arrow had missed him by mere inches. He was lucky to be alive and knew it Nolan listened in silence, then nodded slightly toward Ross.

Ross's eyes gleamed coldly as he bellowed the single word: "Fire." Screams erupted. The remaining bandits scattered in all directions-but the Black Flag archers were faster. Arrows flew like hail. In mere seconds, the entire bandit group lay dead.

"Leave a team behind to handle the bodies, Nolan said calmly, as if ordering the weather. The rest of the comay continues." "Strip her. Let Mr. Bradford have a good look The ambush was over as swiftly as it began.

At the rear of the convoy. Isabelle and her group had no idea what had just happened. But as their carriage rolled forward. and passed through the killing ground, they saw it-the bodies, the blood, the eerie silence.

Aria gasped in horror, clutching the curtain in fear. Even Isabelle's eyes widened for a beat, but she recovered quickly.

"Don't panic," she said coolly. They were just bandits." Aria, trembling, could barely keep her voice steady. The Prince Regent is terrifying Miss Henderson, are you really going through with this plan? What if he kills you in a fit of rage?" "Then that's the price I'll pay Isabelle said through gritted teeth. "But if I don't try. I'll end up married off to that disgusting pig, crawling as a concubine. I'd rather die on my feet than live like that." She would gamble everything.

If she won, she could break free of the Henderson family and stay near Eliza forever. Eliza might hate her now, but she didn't care. She would pave the road to Regent's Manor in Eliza's name-even if she had to crawl. If Eliza ever left the 19:40 304, 12 AP Chapter 240 numnery, Isabelle would be waiting. Let Eliza beshe main wife-she'd happily be the lesser one She'd seen right through Nolan's feelings. Sooner or later, he would marry Eliza. That was inevitable But Isabelle didn't believe in men. Men had always had wandering hearts, and even the most ordinary would take three i four wives. What could you expect from someone like Nolan? Rather than let him betray Eliza in the future, she would make sure Eliza saw his true nature now. Better to disillusion her early-so that if Eliza did return to the mortal world and enter his manor, she wouldn't be crushed by heartbreak when he inevitably changed.

And Isabelle would be there, her sword and shield She'd learned a lot from her years under her stepmother and half-sister-cruelty, scheming, the subtle art of survival. Eliza was too soft. Too innocent. She didn't know how to fight for affection.

But Isabelle did.

She stared ahead at the main convoy, at the central carriage where Eliza rode, flanked by guards. A gust of wind fumered the curtain-and for a brief second, their eyes met.

Isabelle smiled sweetly.

Isabelle smiled sweetly.

Eliza, expressionless, turned away and pulled the curtain shut without a word.

Isabelle stared a moment longer, then let out a low laugh.

"Why are you smiling like that?" Aria asked, baffled.

But Isabelle didn't need her understanding. What she longed for was something no one else could grasp.

She picked up the unfinished embroidery beside her and began to stitch again.. "Miss, be careful. The carriage is bumpy-you'll prick your fingers." But Isabelle was already lost in her own world, smiling as she sewed. "Liza Liza Liza...

She whispered her nover and over, even when the needle pricked her skin. She didn't feel a thing By the tthey reached Plutonville, it was already well past midnight.

Only two more days now to Noganlul.

nt to meet my future husband." "Liza, Your Highness-thank you for the escort. I've arrived. It's tI went to

Isabelle descended from the carriage and walked up to Eliza. She pulled out a handkerchief embroidered with two magnolia blossoms and extended it.

"This is for you," she said gently, "Since you don't want to speak of our past, let this handkerchief be my handkerc е farewell gift. I made it myself.

Whether you throw it away or burn it afterward. I just hope you'll take it-for today, if nothing else." Eliza's gaze

e was cold. "That won't be necessary.

I never asked anyone to eseart you. You followed us of your own accord, so I don't need your gratitude." Jubelle bit her lip. Her eyes turned red, and tears shimmered at the corners. "But... this might be the last twe ever meet.

2/3 10.40 19 Chapter 210 I know you still hate me. I don't expect your forgiveness. I just hope you'll accept this. I made it myself-please, Liza Jast for today." AD Comment