Her Graceful War Song (Carissa Sinclair) novel Chapter 699

"Sir, may I inquire where this place is?" Daniel asked urgently. "Why have you taken our family captive? Have I offended you or your family? If I have, I offer my apologies here. But my wife and children are innocent. Please let them go. If you have a grudge, take it out on me. Do what you will, whether to kill or torture me."

"When the time to kill you comes, I fear you'll just hide behind your wife and children. You're a worthless coward. Just shut up," Henry replied coldly.

The drug in Daniel's system was nearly gone. He leaned against the small window, peering outside. "I won't hide. Just let my wife and children go. I don't care how I die."

"I loathe your kind—the ones who pretend to be brave. It's as if you look down on a prince consort like me," Henry retorted. Then, he turned away icily and stepped into one of the cells.

Eleanor had forbidden Henry from visiting during the Emberfest Festival, so he decided to hide in the dungeon to accompany Melanie Lester. He had bribed the guards, but letting the concubines out was out of the question.

Even if he wanted to come in, he didn't need any special permission from Eleanor. Sometimes, faking a plea for her kindness was a mere ploy to make her feel like everything was still under her control.

Daniel stood frozen, stunned by Henry's words.

A prince consort? The man outside was a prince consort? Which princess was he married to?

Putting together the crazy woman's actions and hearing the man outside call himself a prince consort, Daniel immediately recalled an old story.

This incident had occurred long before he was born. Eleanor had fancied his older relative, Hector. She had petitioned the then-king, Augustus, for a marriage. However, Augustus was unwilling to grant the request. Since Hector had no affection for Eleanor and didn't want to be a prince consort, he avoided her openly and subtly.

From that moment on, Eleanor harbored a deep hatred for the Sinclair family.

Recalling this old tale, Daniel remembered what his dad had once said—among the Sinclair family's many sons, only Daniel and Hector bore the closest resemblance to their great-grandfather.

Daniel suddenly felt a chill run up his spine, and a wave of suffocation washed over him. The feeling took a while to subside.