The Swordswoman's Revenge Story after Rebirth

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The following day, envoys from the Royal Court arrived to bestow honors. Isolde was granted an estate of 500 households, along with a sum of five thousand thalers of gold. As per the edict, the amount split evenly with the Marshal of Brackenfell–2,500 each.

The gold arrived that very day, its radiant glow dazzling to behold. Matilda’s envy burned as she stared. her hunger for it twisting her insides like a knot she couldn’t untangle.

After receiving such an honor, tradition required a visit to the Royal Court to offer formal thanks. The royal edict had clearly stated both must appear. That evening, the Duke of Blackmoor summoned Isolde. “Prepare yourself, he instructed her curtly. “We leave for the palace at dawn.”

Since being granted the hereditary title of Grand Duke, the Blackmoor estate had become a hub of activity. Visitors now arrived in a steady stream, day and night.

With the title secure, the Duke also began introducing his son. Harley, to noble society, ensuring the boy understood the responsibilities that lay ahead.

Later that night, after meeting with Marshal Brackenfell, the Duke sent Harlan to deliver a message to the

Peral Tower.

Upon returning. Harlan reported with a faint frown, “Lady Isolde has no suitable clothes for the court. Even if we were to procure something now, there isn’t enough time.”

The Duke’s expression darkened. “No proper clothes? She’s been back for two years, and she receives new gowns every season–over a dozen of them! Are those not good enough? Does she expect to be cloaked in gold and jewels to appear before others? It’s disgraceful

He had reviewed the estate’s accounts himself. Matilda had requested three hundred thalers per quarter for Isolde’s wardrobe–more than his own expenses.

When questioned, Matilda had argued that Isolde’s attire needed to reflect her status as the Duke’s daughter, especially now that she was of marriageable age. Though the Duke had thought it excessive, he let it pass.

But now–no suitable clothes? It is utterly absurd.

Harlan added quietly, “Lady Isolde says appearing at court in such attire would dishonor you. She’s asked that you offer thanks on her behalf.”

The Duke’s face grew thunderous. “The royal edict specifically commands her presence. If she refuses to go, she dishonors the king himself.”

After a tense silence, his voice turned cold. “Very well. I’ll personally see to it that she has something.

suitable to wear.

to Preal Tower,

the Duke said nothing as he flung open her wardrobe. What he expected.

dresses and some old quilts. In one compartment sat a couple of garish red and

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every season on clothes,” he barked. “This is it? Where are the

sardonic smile curved

that tone.” he snapped, his anger flaring anew. “I am still

voice level. “Yes.

equal parts mockery and resignation. A wave of guilt struck him. He’d been deceived. And worse,

he was a fool. A man of his position, outwitted by his own wife.

her sister’s wardrobe.

head but made no move to leave.s there nothing you wish to say to Lady

Duke’s face stiffened, and he turned sharply. “No Let’s go.” He stormed out

to Isolde with a quiet sigh. “My lady, the Duke feels guilty. He just

a child does not truly resent their

a good girl. I know.” With that,

silence.

thoughtfully, “Her spirit is just like her

Blackmoor did not turn back, his voice cold and curt. “How is

you not remember how Madam defied the Great Marshal when he forbade her marriage

stopped in his tracks. “You

mean, my lord?” Harlan replied calmly.

on him. “You’ve never cared for

unreadable. “At the time, the Great Marshal called you nothing more than the son of a concubine, stubborn and blunt–unfit for greatness. He arranged a marriage for Madam, to the man