The Devil's Betrothed novel Chapter 607

Chapter 607: Luis’ Plan

All the knights belonging to the Mortimers, stationed around the garden, marched forward the moment they noticed the commotion in the gazebo and saw their young lady being strangled by Oriana.

Before they could reach the entrance of the gazebo, Rafal stood on the stairs like a wall and pulled out his sword. "Do not dare take a step ahead, or I am afraid Marquis Luis will get all of your heads as a gift from the Crown Princess."

"Vice Captain, do not cross the line. That’s our lady, and we have to protect her..."

"And that’s the Crown Princess of this kingdom I am protecting, so do not cross your boundaries as well. Do not forget you are inside the palace that belongs to the royal family," Rafal gripped the handle of the sword firmly, ready to fight at any moment. His expression was serious and his intentions clear that he would kill anyone coming to harm his master. He announced loudly, "Your Highness, do as you wish. I am here to take care of these ants."

Erin sighed but she knew better that this is what a knight should do- siding with their liege even in the face of death.

Erin grasped the situation, noting her brother was against a number of knights. Though she didn’t doubt her brother’s ability to wipe them all out in an instant, their deaths would bring trouble. Moreover, she could not let Oriana kill Grace like this. She needed to take responsibility for the purpose she was appointed as a close confidant of the Crown Princess.

"Your Highness, please calm down," Erin said. "Though she deserves this, there can be a better way to make her regret. Killing her instantly would be an easy punishment. Be rational here. His Highness would not want you to do this as well. Please calm down."

Oriana’s grip loosened on Grace’s neck, and she let go of her like a slippery lifeless vegetable. Falling to the floor, Grace coughed violently, gasping like a suffocated animal. Her entire body was weak, and her face was red as if she had just survived her death, her hand around her neck as if she was trying to rid it from the shock of strangling.

"Next time when you have tea with these mongrels, along with your fairy tale with the Prince, let them know how that Prince’s wife strangled you for spouting nonsense," Oriana declared.

The other noble young ladies were so frightened they almost hid behind the table. Even after Oriana called them mongrels, they did not dare say a word.

Grace was not in a condition to register any of Oriana’s words. Her servants were about to approach Grace to help her, but one glance from Oriana froze them in place.

Oriana turned to the scared noble ladies. "Want me to sit back and narrate what Arlan and I do at night, how romantic he is, and how many times we watched the stars?"

They gulped and shook their heads. "Apologies, Your Highness. Please spare us."

"Idiots," Oriana scoffed, then looked back at Grace, who had stopped coughing but still had her hands around her neck, her eyes teary.

"Make sure to show that beautiful design around your neck to your father so he will know what kind of vexen he has raised and how she got punished. If it is not enough, come back to me, and I will teach you better than your mother would have." _{freewёbn૦νeɭ.com}

Grace raised her gaze to look at Oriana. Though scared, she said, "You won’t be spared for this."

"Who is going to punish me? These few knights?" Oriana scoffed. "You don’t know my husband. Dare to touch me, and you will see your entire north east territory burning in fire. If you dare, try me."

Grace had nothing to say at this moment. She wanted to command her knights to attack, but she could not attack the Crown Princess just like this.

Oriana could see Grace’s hesitation and smirked as she turned to leave. Erin followed her while Rafal protectively led the way through the knights, his gaze warning them not to make any mistake or they would regret it.

Once they reached the carriage, Oriana asked, "Where is Arlan?"

Rafal immediately replied, "His Highness has gone to Wildridge Manor...."

"Take me there," Instructing, Oriana sat inside the carriage.

"Yes, Your Highness." Rafal looked at his sister. "Get inside. I will take you back to your carriage."

Erin climbed inside and watched Oriana, who looked serious as she gazed out the window. Erin wondered why she was going to Arlan. Maybe Oriana took Grace’s words seriously and was going to question the Prince.

Before leaving, Rafal looked at one of his knights, who understood the meaning and left immediately on his horse.