Chapter: 359

A necklace pendant shaped like a wing was more than just a piece of jewelry. It was a token. The tray held a silver necklace that gleamed in the light.

With a respectful bow, the butler delivered the Queen's message.

“This necklace is a symbol of the Queen's pledge to you. It grants you the right to make three requests of the royal family. But remember, this privilege is exclusive to the one wearing the necklace.

Once you've made three requests, the token will become void."

“Supernatural Doctor, the royal family is deeply grateful for your treatment. We wish you the very best." With those words, the butler made his exit.

Alice entered the room and saw Norah. “What did he tell you? What reward did the royal family prepare for you?"

“It's a promise," Norah said, her grip firm on the necklace.

Norah was no stranger to receiving tokens of promise from influential figures, including the Queen of Otland. Such promises came without conditions.

"That's great news. But don't forget, you race tomorrow. We should get some rest."

"Alright."

Norah drove the McLaren for an early ride to get a feel for the track. The Silverstone Circuit was buzzing with activity, adorned with posters for tomorrow's race. She noticed a few drivers gathered, chatting near the track.

After her quick tour, Norah headed back to Alice's place, driving past a sleek black Maybach.

The stunning Norah was seen lounging in the driver's seat, her elegance effortless as she rested a hand on the window and the other on the steering wheel.

Out of the corner of his eye, Sean caught a glimpse of the deep blue McLaren. He inexplicably felt that the person in the driver's seat looked a lot like Norah.

Then, Sean shook off the thought, convinced it couldn't be her. In his mind, Norah was supposed to work at the Silver Boulder Private Hospital in their homeland, not here in Otland.

After hearing from Susanna about what had transpired in the Wilson family's banquet, Sean decided it was time to take action.

"Mr. Scott, the upcoming race between Esterford and Otland features three drivers. It's rumored Otland has secured a top-tier racer, likely to win."

Sean's mind was on Norah as he casually said, "I remember having a modified race car here in Otland, don't I? Register me under the name Nocturne. I'm curious to see if Otland's star racer is as good as they say.”

The Silverstone Circuit was buzzing with activity by ten o'clock the next morning, hosting a joint race that was a stark contrast to the clandestine midnight race Norah had last attended. This time, the event was grander, attracting a host of racers, including some with international acclaim.

Alice, seated beside Norah, couldn't hide her excitement as she took in the scene. "This race is on a whole other level. I spotted Antoni among the crowd, along with young nobles from prominent families. It seems like all the celebrated drivers from both nations have shown up."

Turning her attention back to Norah, Alice's curiosity was piqued.

"How are you feeling about this? Confident?"

Norah's demeanor remained calm. "Absolutely."

Norah recalled her previous defeat to Nocturne at the Krusa Mountain Racing, attributing the loss to her being out of practice. This time, she was determined not to let history repeat itself.