Her Graceful War Song by Summer's Blaze

Chapter 1166

Oscar dropped to his knees, tears streaming down his face as he called out, "Grand Princess Eleanor!"

He then collapsed onto the floor, weeping bitterly.

However, Eleanor didn't even lift her eyes. It was as if she were lost to herself, neither seeing nor hearing him.

After his crying fit subsided, Oscar took out a tray of pastries. Argent was about to come over to inspect them, but Mabel stopped him.

"Prince Rafael said there's no need to inspect the pastries," Mabel said. "She's allowed to eat them."

Oscar knelt on the ground, his eyes red and swollen. His voice trembled as he spoke.

"Your Grace, please just take a bite. This is from Lady Ruth. She specifically sent them to you. It's your favorite sweet pastry. There are more cakes, too. You can eat them slowly."

At the mention of Ruth, Eleanor finally raised her eyes to look at him. Her face was dark and gaunt, filthy with grime, and the skin around her eyes was a deep gray. However, her bloodshot eyes were still noticeable. "Put it down," she said. Her words, rough and unclear without teeth, were still unmistakable.

With trembling hands, Oscars held up a set of clothes. "And here's a change of clothes. Let me help you put them on."

Without hesitation, he reached out to lift her, ignoring the filth that covered her body. He carefully draped her over his arm, guiding her step by step inside the room.

Argent frantically glanced at Mabel and Gillian. "Aren't you going in to keep watch?"

Mabel answered. She reached out, discreetly

her, confused and surprised. However, since it was Rafael

emerged,

changed into new clothes, though she was so thin that they hung on her frame

once more, and she curled up again, retreating into herself. The blankets and warm clothes he brought with him were

"That's enough. Let's not make things harder for Mr.

still glistening with tears, stole one last look at Eleanor

the heavy door, and only

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Arcane Sanctum to have Ivy inspect them. After confirming they contained deadly poison, Mabel returned to report to Rafael and

hadn't eaten when she left, but I'm sure Oscar told her about the poison," Mabel said. "And then he helped her change into clothes. It's up to her now-whether she wants to cling to

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your hard work. Go eat something now,"

take my leave." Mabel bowed and

Eleanor lived or died didn't really matter. If Ruth couldn't bear to see her

Eleanor's handwriting to perfection. Once the right moment came and the culprits surfaced, a well-crafted suicide letter from Eleanor

be written just yet. The right time hadn't arrived, and Eleanor probably didn't know the identity of the true mastermind behind it all. But in the suicide

truth, once it was clear that Yuvan wasn't the true mastermind, Eleanor's role became

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