“I was obsessed with the throne back then, but I can’t keep being wrong now.” Martin looked up, his gaze glowing with forbearance and determination. “No matter the price, I must ask Rowan Irwin to heal Helene!
“I’ll find that child and reunite them!”
…
After the attack in the palace, Cordelia took Aurelia home to rest and heal her wound.
Aurelia felt embarrassed as she felt it was only a light injury. However, in Cordelia’s eyes, if Aurelia had not stepped forth, that fork would have ended up on her son. This made Aurelia their savior.
“Just stay here and relax!” Cordelia said, “Aren’t you preparing for university? It’s spacious and quiet here. We have lots of books at home. You can revise in peace!
“As for your job at the tailor’s, the chauffeur can send you to work if you want to keep working there. If you don’t want to work there anymore and feel bad about staying here, then…”
Cordelia chuckled. “Then help around the garden and make clothes for Zuko. What do you think?”
“Think nothing!” A deep voice suddenly came from the door.
Neil entered with both hands in his pants pockets. He came against the light like a god of war from a mythical story.
“Think nothing?” Cordelia glanced at him. “Is Aurelia going to stay with you?”
Neil’s eyes sparkled as he agreed seriously, “This is a great idea!”
“You…”
“I’m not going anywhere.” Aurelia pouted.
She was a little touched seeing Neil fussing over her these few days due to her injuries, but she kept thinking back to him flirting with Millie in the palace that day… and jealousy washed over her.
She did not want to be bothered with him now.
“Not going anywhere?” Neil frowned. “Then what are you going to do? Continue staying with that shabby tailor?”
“That’s not a shabby tailor!” Aurelia glared at him. “That’s my workplace. Please have some respect!”
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