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Leon’s heart warmed. “Abright, you handle the palace investigation. I’ll take care
of
everything outside.”
Jessica scoffed, “Prince Leon, you are that idle? This is my Royal Guard’s responsibility.”
Leon chuckled, “Anything concerning my future wife is my business, too. How could I possibly sit idle?”
After Leon left, Jessica packed her belongings and prepared to visit the Palace Harem.
Monica couldn’t help but whisper, “Prince Leon is so good to you, Miss Jessica. But I still don’t understand. He’s so handsome, so why does he always wear that mask?”
It was well known that the King would never pass the throne to a physically impaired heir. Whether crippled or disfigured, it would damage Novigrad’s prestige.
“Prince Leon keeps wearing that mask, so people think he’s disfigured. Wouldn’t that hurt his chances at the throne? Could it be he doesn’t want… to be crown prince at all?” Monica murmured.
‘However, the crown prince was the future King. Which prince or lord wouldn’t want to be the King?‘ thought Monica.
Monica couldn’t figure out how Leon’s mind worked.
Jessica shook her head slightly and said, “I don’t know what goes through his mind either.”
“Come on, you honestly don’t know?” Monica asked, her tone laced
disbelief.
Jessica said, “We’re not close.”
“No. Miss Jessica, you two are close. I know all about it,” Monica said with a knowing smile.
“Get lost, Monica!” Jessica snapped, her cheeks flushing slightly.
Before Leon left, Jessica repeatedly warned him to be careful. Yet just as he was about to return to the Leon House, he was ambushed by an assassin. It
was a woman.
She was strikingly beautiful. Her looks could be considered exceptional.
She was dressed in black. She fixed Leon with an icy glare, her eyes burning with hatred.
Held tightly by Magnus, the black–clad woman hadn’t even come close to touching Leon. “Let go of me!” she shouted.
Leon returned to the side chamber, where the black–clad woman was escorted before him.
Yet her face remained haughty and unyielding. She showed not a trace of fear, even when captured.
Even Magnus couldn’t help but admire her audacity. Such courage was truly rare among women.
Leon sat on the chair, looking down at her with cold authority. “Who are you? Why did you attempt to assassinate me?”
His frosty stare sent a flicker of unease through the woman in black, yet she remained defiant.
“I’m at your mercy today. Kill me or torture me, do your worst! If I beg for mercy even once, I don’t deserve to be called the daughter of the warlord of Five Tribes in Northern Borderlands.”
Leon’s brow furrowed slightly. “The Five Tribes in Northern Borderlands?”
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Chapter 293
Magnus immediately responded, “Your Highness, It’s the Five Northern Tribes we conquered last year
“Oh, so you’re the rebel’s daughter?” Leon’s inscrutable dark eyes gave no hint of anger or amusement.
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