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."

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 how upset she was and

Grace. Taking you along wouldn't be good for your health. His Highness

dutiful,

words. He's always been like this since he was a boy. He doesn't do what should be done, but is

a woman who doesn't know much about the world, but even understand that great

shushed her. "Your Grace, please! You mustn't say such things. These are

waved her hand weakly

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

Instead, I've wasted so much of the palace's fine medicine, not to mention the rare herbs and treasures Yuvan brought back from Valken to keep me alive. Was that really being dutiful? No, it was just a message to the king-to remind him that Yuvan wouldn't dare act rashly because he still has his old mom

You've already cried yourself blind in 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

I live or die. I know I won't be able to see her again. While I felt a bit

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