Her Graceful War Song by Summer's Blaze

Chapter 397

Randall wiped his tears and approached Rafael, wanting to ask something. However, Yuvan cut him off with a loud command.

"Didn't you hear them? They think we bring bad luck because we're in mourning! Hurry up and leave!"

Tears streamed down Randall's face again. He gave Rafael and Carissa a salute, his tall, thin figure swaying as he staggered away.

Yuvan's other children all made a noise of discontent and left. Only Fiona managed to maintain her composure.

She bowed to Helen, and said, "Take care, Lady Helen. I'll be taking my leave."

As Fiona left, she cast a few significant glances at Violet, who responded with a dismissive roll of her eyes.

Helen remained in a state of bewilderment throughout the encounter. She had just been conversing pleasantly with them. They had appeared polite and well-spoken. How could they turn out to be so heartless?

Avis was dead, and only Randall had shown any sign of grief. The others wore faces devoid of any visible sorrow. Especially the two young women, who were Avis' own daughters, had allowed their mother to die alone at Verdant Monastery.

Helen shivered at the thought. Now that she had left the palace, she relied on her son and daughter-in-law for support when she was old. She knew they would have to remain respectful to her according to the kingdom's culture and law, and wouldn't dare to treat her this way.

But what if they did dare? Rafael was her only hope.

quickly stood up and joined Carissa

Lady Avis will have her revenge from beyond the grave. They will get what they deserve. Don't be

was initially consumed by anger and distress, but she found herself somewhat comforted by her mother-in-law's attempt to placate her.

a little

to go to the

and took on

you just standing there? Take your wife back to your room. Look

had never spoken

to scold him when he was younger, but since he took up

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had found

distant. Aside from formal greetings and

their interactions became even more distant. They were either excessively polite, or marked by an underlying desire for him

seat, pondering over her actions. Had she really

Violet sitting

Avis, but they had met many times over the years. Avis always appeared gentle

palace staff with kindness.