403.Chapter 403
Clutching her wounded arm, she nced at the bodies in the alley. A bitterugh escaped her lips as she sneered, "So, survived Tell me, Fletcher, what exactly were you trying to achieve with all this?"
"Were you nning to sell me off again? she wondered.
Isabelle clenched her fist, a dangerous glint shing in her eyes, her gaze brimming with hatred
Then, she thought Forget it. At least I managed to use this mess to escape. No matter whether Fletcher still wants to use me as a pawn or not, I''m going to Hasen City"
With that thought in mind, Isabelle bent down and picked up the dagger with her uninjured hand. Step by step, she walked out of the alley, her slender figure soon swallowed by the darkness of the night.
Meanwhile, back at the Prince Regent''s estate in Hasen City
Nn was lying in bed to rest. But less than an hour after falling asleep, his eyes snapped open.
It had been three or four days, yet the bloodshot redness in his eyes remained.
These past few days, he found it more difficult to sleep for more than a few hours at a time.
His rest now fractured into fleeting fragments, at most four hours, at times barely one, before he''d jolt awake again.
And tonight was no exception.
It wasn''t that Nn didn''t want to sleep. But every time he closed his eyes, the scene of the Bet family drenched in blood would appear in his dreams.
He had been like this ever since he discovered that his mother had been betrayed and murdered.
After returning to Hasen City with Eliza, he had been investigating the incident that happened that year.
Of course, the person he suspected the most was Fletcher.
But Fletcher was even craftier than Gabriel, Duke of Mowbay.
No matter how hard Nn tried, he couldn''t uncover anything incriminating, not even Fletcher''s true origins.
Yet it wasn''t until the royal banquet on First Moon Day when Fletcher offered the flower, that Nn finally understood.
''If Fletcher wasn''t originally from Bortend, his elusive background suddenly made perfect sense, Nn thought.
"Ross." Nn rose from bed, swiftly dressed, and threw on his outer robe before calling out.
Ross pushed the door open and stepped inside.
"Prince Nn, why are you up so soon? Are you feeling unwell again?" Ross asked, his face full of concern.
"Don''t worry, it''s not that," Nn replied calmly. He knew Ross was afraid he was rpsing, but this time, it wasn''t that. It was just that Nn couldn''t fall asleep.
Nn swiftly changed into a street-ready outfit. With one fluid motion, his long legs carried him out the door.
Then, he said, "Go to Dinslea House and buy some desserts. Make sure to get Basque Cheesecake, the fresh kind. Pick a few other vors too."
Ross immediately understood what Nn was nning and chuckled, “Got it. I''ll buy the Basque Cheesecake for the Holy Lady."
Everyone around Nn knew that he always brought Basque Cheesecake whenever he visited Saint Grace Nunnery. It was no secret that the Holy Lady liked Basque Cheesecake.
Hence, whenever Nn ordered them to buy Basque Cheesecake, everyone knew he was heading to see the Holy Lady.
Or, as Nn would say, he went to the Holy Lady to recuperate and pray.
Nn used it as an excuse, but no one believed it was just about recuperating and praying
After all, they had never seen Nn show such care for any other woman before.
And after the incident where Nn punished a few women who tried to drug him, thedies in Hasen City were too terrified to approach him.
Sessfully unlocked!
Ross couldn''t help but sigh at this. ''Honestly, the in their right mind would try something so reckless and malicious against Prince Nn? They had iting. Only the Holy Lady is different."
He thought, ''Look at her. Not only is she unafraid of Prince Nn, but she can even help him with his condition. The only
drawback is that the perfect Holy Lady is a nun. No matter how much Prince Nn admires her, he can''t marry a nun!"