Those three days were the happiest Elisa had ever been. She was glad that she ended up following Sir Karl to this shelter because she could find her calling. Now what was left was to ensure her parents that being a nurse wasn't shameful.
Elisa knew that Elke and Henrie would support her decision, whatever it was. However, her siblings had matters they needed to take care of. Elisa couldn't possibly burden them with her personal issue.
This time, Elisa would stand up against her parents' disapproval–if any–all by herself.
"Are you ready, Your Highness?" Sir Karl asked, piercing the bubble of thoughts Elisa was in. He always knew when to appear. It was like he knew what Elisa was worried about and why.
Well, anyone who attended Eleanor's trial would have witnessed how Queen Emma cursed at her youngest daughter for reporting Eleanor. Perhaps Sir Karl had caught wind of that incident.
