In the chilling wind, Lady Delin tightened her collar, but couldn't prevent the biting cold from burrowing into her neck.
What chilled her heart more was the icy gaze from the soldiers of the Pegasus Army around her.
Just now, Duke St. Prowse had hurriedly walked past her. Even though he didn't say any words, his disdainful attitude was enough to make Lady Delin's heart shudder.
If the Howell Family had a chance to reform before, now, after the death of Marquis Vincent here, that opportunity had become extremely slim.
What's worse, with Marquis Vincent dead, even if Duke St. Prowse forgave the Howell Family, their future in the eastern territories would certainly be bleak.
Because, the Howell Family's greatest reliance was gone.
What they were about to face would undoubtedly be endless suspicion and suppression.
So, under the current situation, the only way out for the Howell Family seemed to be to ally with the North Territory.
