Her Majestic Battle Cry

Chapter 1170

As the ladies were chatting, Ruth sent someone to privately ask Carissa to join her. After receiving the invitation, Carissa checked with Victoria for permission and went.

Ruth was Augustus‘ concubine, and she was supposed to be living in comfort on her son’s fief. Instead, she remained alone in a secluded palace in the royal palace.

When Carissa followed Oscar into Everlasting Palace, the atmosphere struck her as cold and desolate. There was no sign of festivity or hint of the holiday spirit. It felt as if they were not only separated by a few palace halls, but also by an unbridgeable divide of heaven and earth.

Since winter had set in, Ruth’s health had worsened. Yuvan’s son, Randall, had remained in the capital. Today, he was in the palace, attending to his grandmother.

Upon seeing Carissa, Randall rose and bowed. “Greetings, Your Grace.”

Carissa gave him a cool glance. “Greetings, Your Highness. I see you’ve come to the palace today.”

“Yes, I’m here to keep my grandmother company.” Randall felt uncomfortable under Carissa’s gaze, so he couldn’t meet her eyes.

Carissa ignored him and stepped forward to offer her greetings to Ruth.

Ruth was lying in bed, suppotted by two soft embroidered pillows. Her face was a sickly yellow, her eyes sunken. Her hair was unkempt and hung loosely, streaks of white strands scattered around her face–a result of staying in bed for so long.

a slow, feeble voice, “Your Grace, please sit.

labored and

to it. “Your Grace, please sit closer. Lady Ruth is weak, and her voice is faint. It will be easier

sat down, then asked softly, “Are

sighed. “I suppose it’s no use hoping for

lips, but instead of improving her complexion, it only made her already pale face

offered a gentle reassurance, “If you take proper

no sign of smoke, which showed the quality of the charcoal being used. Salvador

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behalf of Eleanor. She committed many wrongs toward your family, things that even I found appalling when I heard about them. I’m sorry, and I hope you

is extinguished. Whether or not one forgives, it no longer matters. There’s no need for you to carry this burden, Your Grace. You should focus on resting and

her voice, tears welling up in her eyes. Forgiveness is what clears her karmic debt so that in the next life, she can suffer less. In this life, she didn’t find peace. But in the next, I hope she can marry a good man and

to a bad marriage,

you said, when someone passes, their light is gone.

no more hate,” Carissa replied softly, not wishing to dwell on the matter

approached to wipe away Ruth’s tears. After a moment, Ruth