"Yes, it's Elizebeth. She is my master."
"How cute." Evergreen ambled gracefully to Logan.
Elizebeth.
The beloved girl's name was uttered by everyone in the hall. They'd foreseen the outcome. They didn't see it coming but they could feel that Elizebeth was involved in this mess somehow. To them, she was like a mysterious maze. Her brain was as wide as the ocean. Different from other ladies, she wasn't simply Chandler and Byron's lady.
Maybe because she had true Chandler blood, her move was calculated and mystified. She stood tall side by side with other siblings and might have surpassed her father as well. The brilliant inhuman Duke Brice. The war hero.
"The male children of both Byron and Chandler houses are both a blessing and a curse. Depending on one desire, it could feed the greed or could soar you higher." Evergreen started with her lesson.
"Once Logan reveals himself, may you start your preaching."