Upon hearing that, Gerald and his subordinates froze in shock. Nolan's threat struck deep, like an invisible hand tightening around their hearts.
"Captain, what do we do now? Did we go too far?" The thin, buck-toothed man asked, his voice trembling.
Their plan had been simple: delay Nolan and Elina's entourage briefly until a representative from Duke Austin's family arrived.
After that, they would pretend to apologize and admit to a misunderstanding. They didn't know the reason behind Count Tharvis' order—and frankly, they didn't care.
It wasn't their concern. They were just following orders and receiving generous rewards.
But now, Nolan had decided to return to the capital—and that was something none of them had anticipated.
Gerald didn't respond to the man's question right away. He stared at Nolan's back with a complicated expression. For a moment, he considered stopping him, but in the end, he held back.
What reason do I have to stop him?
