Her Graceful War Song by Summer's Blaze

Chapter 1094

Guilt flickered in Yuvan's heart, but so did a hint of impatience.

"Why do you speak like this, Mom? I can't stay by your side in the capital, so of course, I hope the queen dowager will be kind and look after you. That way, I won't spend my days worrying about you."

"Enough. Don't say any more. Just go. Be safe on your journey," Ruth said, waving him off.

She had raised this son herself how could she not know his temperament? How could she not see through his expression?

"Mom, forgive me for not being dutiful. It's the peak of summer and the heat is unbearable, so I can't take you with me to my fief. Besides, what would His Majesty think if I brought you along? Even if I've done nothing wrong, with how suspicious he can be, he'd probably find some reason to accuse me."

Ruth simply nodded. "I understand. Go now."

toward her daughters-in-law and grandchildren, her expression distant and unreadable. Once they had all left, she coughed softly a few times. Oscar Grant, the chamberlain who had served her for many years, knew

Grace. Taking you along wouldn't be good for your health. His Highness is thinking of you. Please don't dwell on it too much-it's not worth hurting yourself

know what kind of person he is? If he were truly so dutiful, why didn't he leave

been like this since he was a boy. He doesn't do what should be done, but is a master at finding excuses. He'll spin a thousand reasons to make himself seem good, to make

stain on it. But with that kind of personality, combined with his scheming, he's bound to fail. I'm just a woman who doesn't know much about

mustn't say such things. These

waved her

Now that Eleanor has been sent to the Heritage Bureau, many things have come to light. He didn't want me to know, but do you thinkt don't understand my own son? Or the daughter I raised? Why did Eleanor scheme and plot like that? Wasn't

me alive. Was that really being dutiful? No, it was just a message to the king-to remind him that Yuvan wouldn't dare

one eye over the former grand princess." Tears streamed down Ruth's face. "She's in the Heritage Bureau, living a life worse than a dog's. Thank goodness she has Florence by her side. Think of a way to send her some food, or maybe a few pieces of clothing. Let her live a little more comfortably, won't you?" "It can't be done, Your Grace. It's far too dangerous to risk such

see her again. While I felt a bit stronger these past two months, I made her two sets of clothes. If you can send them to her,

at Oscar intently. "I heard you have a younger sister who works with Lady Helen. Go and beg her for help. We don't need to meet Eleanor-just ask your sister to deliver the clothes