Chapter 769
In “Fake Girl 769,” the story unfolds with Nova, a mute woman, who experiences a whirlwind of emotions after a confrontation in the palace. The chapter begins with her in a state of panic as Ray, a powerful figure, defends her against a royal attendant’s fearful pleas for mercy. Ray’s fierce protection of Nova becomes evident when he lifts her gently from the cold floor, showcasing a deep bond that transcends their circumstances. As he carries her toward the palace, a sense of safety envelops her, yet she grapples with the reality of her new life.
Three days later, Ray’s shocking declaration of Nova as Consort Nova sends ripples of chaos through the imperial court. The ministers vehemently protest this unprecedented decision, questioning how a mute woman could fulfill the duties of a consort. Despite the uproar, Ray remains steadfast, choosing to prioritize Nova’s happiness over the court’s traditions. He creates a beautiful garden for her, reflecting his affection and desire to make her feel cherished, while he withdraws from his royal duties to spend time with her, indicating a profound shift in his priorities.
As Nova adapts to her new life, Ray’s gestures of love become more apparent. He employs a painter to help her express herself through art and gathers exquisite silk threads to support her passion for embroidery. He also comforts her during thunderstorms, revealing his awareness of her fears. Despite understanding that Ray’s affection may be rooted in his memories of another woman, Athena, Nova finds solace in his kindness, leading her to create a special piece of clothing for him as a token of appreciation.
However, the peace in the palace is soon disrupted by the arrival of Consort Maisie, who feels threatened by Nova’s presence. Maisie’s fury culminates in a confrontation, where she accuses Nova of ensnaring the King. The tension escalates as she commands the royal attendants to harm Nova, but the old nanny, sent by Ray to protect her, stands firm against Maisie’s aggression. Nova, overwhelmed with fear, seeks refuge behind the nanny, highlighting her vulnerability in a hostile environment. The chapter ends on a cliffhanger, leaving readers anxious about the impending conflict and Nova’s fate in the palace.
**TITLE: Fake Girl 769 p>
Nova felt her heart race, a cold wave of terror washing over her as the furious shout echoed through the air. With a thud, she collapsed to the ground, her body trembling, and she barely dared to draw a breath, lest it draw further ire.
Ray’s expression shifted abruptly; his eyes turned icy as they fixed upon the royal attendant, who stood frozen in fear. “Get out,” he commanded, his voice a low growl that sent chills down the spine of anyone who heard it.
The royal attendant’s legs buckled beneath him, and he crumpled to the ground, his forehead hitting the floor with a resounding thud. “Your Majesty, please spare me! I swear I will never do it again!” he pleaded, his voice breaking as he repeatedly bowed his head in supplication.
Ray, however, was unmoved. He didn’t spare the man another glance. Instead, he bent down and gently lifted Nova, who remained kneeling on the cold floor, cradling her in his arms.
She felt so light, almost weightless, like a delicate feather caught in a gentle breeze, trembling in his embrace.
Without a word, Ray strode purposefully toward the palace that loomed in the distance, his grip on her firm yet protective.
Three days later, a shocking announcement reverberated from the Ramberg Imperial Palace: Ray had declared a mute woman named Nova to be Consort Nova.
The moment the imperial decree was issued, chaos erupted within the court. Ministers rushed to submit memorials, their voices raised in protest. “Your Majesty, this is unprecedented! Since the dawn of time, no mute has ever been granted the title of consort. Please, reconsider your decree p>
“Indeed, Your Majesty, she is disabled! How can she fulfill the duties of a consort p>
Yet Ray remained resolute, ignoring the cacophony of dissent. He dismissed all the memorials with a wave of his hand, and instead, he ordered the construction of a beautiful garden for Nova within the palace grounds.
The furnishings he chose mirrored those of Athena’s residence in Petanion, a nostalgic echo of the past, and even the flowers adorning the windowsill were handpicked by him, each petal a reminder of a cherished memory.
Since Nova’s arrival, Ray had turned his back on all court meetings and military matters, choosing instead to spend every waking moment with her in the Crabapple Palace.
Recognizing her inability to speak, he sought out the finest painter in the land to teach her how to convey her emotions through art, a language that transcended words.
Understanding Nova’s love for embroidery, he had artisans gather the most exquisite silk threads from across the realm, filling the embroidery room until it overflowed with vibrant colors and textures.
He was acutely aware of her fear of thunder; thus, whenever the skies darkened and rain threatened, he would remain by her side, holding her hand tightly and whispering soothing tales from days long gone, tales meant to chase away her fears.
The whispers among the palace staff grew louder, with many remarking on how His Majesty seemed to indulge every whim of Nova’s, showering her with affection and care. One day, as Nova pointed at a white egret soaring past the window, her eyes glimmered with longing.
Within days, Ray had ordered the excavation of a pond in the garden, filling it with hundreds of white egrets, all for the sole purpose of witnessing her smile.
Deep down, Nova understood that Ray’s affections were not truly for her, but for the visage of her face, reminiscent of the Atheny he often spoke of—Athena.
Yet, despite this realization, she found a strange contentment in his kindness. Every thought of Ray brought a soft smile to her lips, a warmth that blossomed in her heart.
With great care, she began to embroider a special piece of clothing for him, envisioning the moment she would present it to him, a token of her appreciation for his unwavering support.
However, the delicate balance of the palace was soon disrupted by her presence. The other concubines, once favored by Ray, found themselves cast aside, their existence overshadowed by Nova’s arrival.
Before Nova stepped foot into the palace, Consort Maisie had been Ray’s most cherished companion. Yet since Nova’s entrance, Maisie had not laid eyes on him.
One fateful afternoon, as Nova meticulously wound dried silk threads into neat spools, the sudden sound of hurried footsteps broke the tranquility of the courtyard.
Maisie, clad in a striking red palace dress that billowed around her, stormed into the Crabapple Palace, flanked by a group of royal attendants. Her eyes blazed with fury, a tempest ready to unleash.
Nova’s heart raced, panic flooding her senses as she watched the scene unfold.
Maisie’s gaze fell upon Nova, and with a piercing shriek, she spat, “You wicked concubine! How dare you ensnare the King in your web! Drag her out and beat her to death with sticks p>
The royal attendants hesitated, their feet rooted to the ground, but they were quickly halted by the presence of the old nanny, who had been sent by Ray to care for Nova.
Though she was over fifty, her eyes held a fire that could rival the fiercest of storms. “Consort Nova is an imperial concubine appointed by His Majesty himself. You have no authority to lay a hand on her!” she declared, her voice steady and unwavering.
Nova, feeling a rush of fear, instinctively sought refuge behind the old nanny, her eyes wide with trepidation.
Maisie, undeterred, scoffed and kicked over the embroidery frame, sending the delicate brocade tumbling to the ground, its beauty marred beyond recognition. “A mute has no say in this palace! My brother is a renowned general of Virelda; who dares to stand in my way p>
In the midst of chaos, Nova found herself standing at the precipice of fear and newfound strength. Ray’s fierce protection had wrapped around her like a warm cloak, shielding her from the storm of hostility that threatened to engulf her. Though the echoes of Maisie’s venomous words hung heavy in the air, Nova realized that she was no longer the fragile girl who cowered in silence. With each act of kindness from Ray and every moment spent in the sanctuary of the Crabapple Palace, her heart began to bloom, finding a voice not in words but in the art she created and the love she nurtured. The garden, filled with white egrets and vibrant threads, became a testament to her resilience, a canvas where her emotions could flourish despite the shadows cast by others.
As the confrontation with Maisie unfolded, Nova felt a flicker of defiance ignite within her. She was not merely a reflection of Ray’s past; she was a woman deserving of her place, her story, and her voice—however silent it might be. The support of the old nanny and the love Ray had shown her became the foundation upon which she would build her identity. In that moment, surrounded by turmoil yet enveloped in the warmth of newfound purpose, Nova understood that she could carve her own path. The palace, once a labyrinth of fear, transformed into a space of possibility where she could rise above the whispers and reclaim her narrative. With determination coursing through her veins, she resolved to not only survive but thrive, turning the tides of adversity into a journey of self-discovery and empowerment.
In the upcoming chapter, tensions within the palace are set to escalate as Maisie’s fury reaches a boiling point. With her connections and ambitions, she will stop at nothing to reclaim her status and dismantle the fragile peace that Nova has brought to Ray’s life. Expect a fierce confrontation between the old nanny and Maisie, where secrets could be revealed, alliances tested, and the very foundation of the palace’s hierarchy shaken. Will Ray intervene, or will he allow the storm to rage on, forcing Nova to navigate the treacherous waters of court politics on her own?
As the echoes of Maisie’s threats linger in the air, Nova’s world will be turned upside down. Caught between the loyalty of the old nanny and the wrath of the scorned concubine, Nova will find herself at a crossroads. Will she summon the courage to stand up for herself, or will she remain the silent observer, relying on Ray to shield her from the chaos? Additionally, the chapter promises glimpses into Ray’s past, revealing more about his connection to Athena and the true nature of his feelings for Nova. With the stakes higher than ever, readers can anticipate a whirlwind of emotions, revelations, and a battle for love and power that will leave them breathless.
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