As she was angry at Matthew, she rubbed her temples.
I'm afraid I'll die young if I talk any longer. "On a more serious note…"
Eleanor exhaled deeply, releasing her frustration.
After a few deep breaths, she calmed down and asked, "Did Veronica really lose her memory? If she really insists on taking the position of the head of the clan, I'm afraid her life will be in danger."
She had always thought of Matthew and Veronica as her friends. This was because she knew that the couple had no interest in becoming the heads of the clan and had no desire to do so.
For those who posed no threat, Eleanor had no reason to consider them as enemies.
"I'm afraid I don't have an answer for you right now. However, I guarantee that Roni will never vie with you for the position of the head of the clan under any circumstances. Also, if I die, I hope you will take good care of her. Please take this as my request to you."
At this point, it was impossible to predict what would occur next.
Since they arrived at the hidden clan, a series of events that Matthew couldn't control had been happening one after the other, and he couldn't help but be concerned for Veronica's safety.
"Don't worry. I've mentioned before that I won't harm both of you. You have my word."
Eleanor put out a playful hand to play with a strand of hair hanging in front of her, but she was sincere.
"Thank you."
The depths of Matthew's eyes were bottomless and tinged with helplessness. "I owe you for all the help you've given me. Please let me know if you, Princess Eleanor, require anything from the Kings. I'll go to any length for you."
"Pfft. You'll go to any length for me? But you refuse to marry me! Men and their lies!" She conveyed disgust with her words.
After some thought, Eleanor appeared to have come up with something. "However, I do have something that you could assist me with."
"What is it?" Matthew questioned.
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