From Slave To Queen (by Karyn Anderson) novel Chapter 472

Chapter 472

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The men in black screamed as they were whipped, and three bloody marks instantly appeared on their wrists.

The pain made their hands tremble slightly, and they almost couldn’t hold their knives.

At that moment, they looked at the whip.

They couldn’t help but be shocked.

The whip looked ordinary, but it was made of cow tendon.

There were barbs on it.

A whip could break one’s skin and bones.

No wonder it was so painful.

The men in black looked at Abigail with fear. They asked, “Who the hell are you?”

They would be dead wrong if they still thought Abigail was an ordinary woman.

Abigail smiled beautifully and said, “There’s no need for you to know who I am.”

Then, she stretched out her hand and snapped her fingers.

“Smack…”

The sound was not loud, but the faces of the three men in black were filled with fear.

A dozen hidden weapons were shot at the three men.

They had almost no room to resist. They all fell to the ground.

Trevor looked at Abigail, his eyes full of astonishment.

Countless dark guards in armor fell from all around them.

They knelt at Abigail’s feet, and one of the leaders respectfully said, “My Lady, at your service.”

Trevor looked at her in shock. Abigail was indeed no ordinary woman.

“What, are you scared?” asked Abigail, smiling playfully at Trevor.

It was still Abigail, but her temperament had undergone earth–shattering changes.

A trace of coldness surged in Trevor’s eyes as he said, “I should have thought of it sooner. How could a weak woman like you live in the mountains? I was stupid.”

Abigail slowly curved her lips into a smile and said, “I didn’t mean to deceive you. I had no choice.”

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Her smile faded as she said so.

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Abigail said, “I am the daughter of the chief of the Flying Eagle Tribe, one of the Thirteen Tribes. I came here to escape a marriage.”

She looked at Trevor with a helpless expression. “But for you, I have to go back to the tribe with these hidden guards, or you will surely die.”

Trevor clutched his injured chest with a hesitant expression.

After considering it, he grabbed Abigail’s wrist and said, “Come with me.”

“Hey, what are you doing?”

Upon seeing that Abigail was being pulled away, the hidden guards were about to step forward, but she stopped them. “You stay where you are.”

So, the hidden guards had no choice but to stay where they were.

However, their eyes were fixed on Trevor.

When they arrived at a deserted place, Trevor told Abigail, “There are traitors among the Thirteen Tribes. The reason I am being hunted down is because I discovered the traitors are colluding with officials of our imperial court, intending to provoke war between my country and the Thirteen Tribes.”

Abigail’s expression became serious. “Is it true?”

“I dare not hide anything.” Trevor took out an arrowhead from the hidden pocket around his waist and handed it to Abigail.

“Take a look at this,” said Trevor.

Abigail gasped when she saw the arrowhead.

Her face showed a look of horror.

“How is this possible?” said Abigail.

Upon seeing her expression, Trevor sensed something odd. “What, do you recognize the arrow?”

Abigail nodded gravely. The arrowhead is specially made by our Flying Eagle Tribe, and only core guards in the army are equipped with it.

“But I can guarantee my father would never do anything to harm the peace between the two countries.

“He has been committed to maintaining a stable relationship between the Thirteen Tribes and the imperial

court.”

“There must be a hidden story,” said Trevor.

Trevor looked at her determined expression, his brows furrowed.

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He said. “If that’s the case, the spy must be hidden deep and hold a high position in the Flying Eagle Tribe, Otherwise, the spy couldn’t mobilize so many arrowheads.”

Abigail looked at him with some surprise. “You… You actually trust me?”

“You saved my life, so I trust you,” Trevor said.

Trevor believed Abigail was not a treacherous person, although she concealed her identity.

Abigail looked at him with some emotion. “Thank you.”

Her ardent gaze made Trevor blush.

He turned his head away, embarrassed. He said, “Right now, we need to return to the Flying Eagles Division as soon as possible and find the spy.”

Looking at his simple and honest appearance, Abigail secretly giggled.

“Okay,” said Abigail.

To avoid alerting anyone, Trevor disguised himself as Abigail’s guard and followed her back to her tribe.

The group rode their horses toward the vast grassland.

On the way, Abigail introduced the internal structure and key figures of the Flying Eagle Tribe to Trevor.

As one of the strongest tribes among the thirteen, the Flying Eagle Tribe had a strict internal hierarchy.

In addition to the chief, Abigail’s father, there were also several elders and generals with power, each in charge of different affairs.

Abigail, riding on horseback, said softly, “My father doesn’t like war, but my three uncles have different opinions.

“They believe the Flying Eagle Tribe should take advantage of our current strength and swallow up the other

tribes.

“The marriage alliance intended to marry me into the White Sheep Tribe, but Trent Helberg, the son of the White Sheep Tribe, is an idiot. I don’t like him, so I ran away.”

Listening to Abigail’s words, Trevor couldn’t help but look at her.

Abigail, the girl on horseback, had an indescribable heroic spirit, which was different from the gentleness of the women of the Grand Luminary Empire.

Her quirky and eccentric nature stirred a strange feeling in Trevor’s heart.

“Hey, what are you looking at?” Abigail reminded Trevor when he was silent for a long time.

Trevor regained his senses, a blush appearing on his face. “If you go back, wouldn’t that be like a lamb walking into the tiger’s den?”

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Abigail laughed loudly.

She pulled out the whip from her waist, a sing look on her face as she said, “As long as I disagree, let’s see who dares. The children of the grasslands are no pushovers.”

Upon seeing her willful appearance, Trevor couldn’t help but laugh.

Before long, many tents appeared ahead, surrounded by countless cattle and horses.

Teams of guards patrolled back and forth on the field.

“Look, my tribe.” Abigail’s eyes sparkled, waving toward the tribe. “I’m back. I’m back.

Soon, a sharp–eyed person noticed her.

Then, he shouted to the people behind him, “Miss Pelosi is back! She is back!”

The fence was removed, and Abigail led the team inside the field.

Abigail reined in her horse in front of a huge tent.

A middle–aged man in tribal clothing walked out of the tent.

Upon seeing Abigail, his face was full of surprise. “Abigail, it is you!”

“Dad.” Abigail threw herself into the man’s arms like a happy little bird.

The tribal chief hugged Abigail. He was so overjoyed that he almost shed tears.

“Where have you been? I have been looking everywhere for you,” said the tribal chief.

He began to cough violently as soon as he finished his words.

Abigail patted him anxiously on the back, her eyes full of worry as she said, “Dad, are you sick?”

At that moment, the tribal chief’s body suddenly stiffened, and he spat out a mouthful of blood.

“Dad, what’s wrong with you?” asked Abigail, and her voice was tearful.

She never thought that her father would be so ill after only a short time apart.

An elderly man told Abigail, “Miss Pelosi, the chief has been ill since you left.

“He has lost a lot of weight in half a month, and he hasn’t improved after taking countless medicines.

“We invited several doctors to see him, but couldn’t find the cause.”

Abigail looked at the elderly man with red eyes and asked, “Great Elder, you are the most powerful doctor in our tribe. You can’t even find out?”

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