The Swordswoman's Revenge Story after Rebirth

Chapter 168 Send Her Away

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Geoffrey collapsed into his chair, his mind racing. Oliver in trouble? That was impossible. He was off to Eastonburg to suppress bandits–he was more than capable of handling such a mission. So why hadn’t there been any word from him?

The court had received no reports from Oliver about his campaign either.

Geoffrey’s thoughts churned, and with sudden urgency, he rushed out to the Princess‘ estate. If anything had happened to Oliver, the Princess would surely know.

As he arrived at the Princess‘ estate, the Princess was just stepping down from her carriage, having returned from the palace. Her eyes were slightly red, her voice choked–as if she had been crying. Geoffrey’s heart

sank.

“Geoffrey, what brings you here?” she asked, slightly taken aback.

Geoffrey studied her closely and couldn’t ignore the worry creeping into his voice. “May I have a word with you? Just a few sentences.”

The Princess glanced at him, then nodded. “Come inside and we’ll talk.”

Once inside the main hall, she dismissed the attendants and motioned for Geoffrey to sit. “What’s wrong. Geoffrey? You look like you’ve lost your wits.”

She and Geoffrey were quite familiar, often speaking casually without titles, so her words were warm yer tinged with concern.

Geoffrey hesitated, then asked directly, his voice heavy with dread: “Please tell me the truth–has something -happened to Oliver?”

The Princess froze for a moment. “What do you mean?”

Geoffrey took a step closer, his expression darkening. “Has something happened to him? Is he in danger?”

“Who told you this?” the Princess asked, her tone sharp.

“I don’t care about that,” Geoffrey replied, his anxiety growing. “Just tell me if it’s true. If Oliver has met with misfortune because of this betrothal, it means Isolde really is the disaster they spoke of–the spiritualist’s star of doom… Prunella’s death was her doing

The Princess stared at Geoffrey, clearly surprised by the depth of his concern for Oliver. Then it clicked–it was because of Isolde. The girl must have truly cared for Oliver.

you to ask?” the Princess asked

Geoffrey answered

her, but yes. Oliver is in trouble. It’s likely he won’t be coming back. You should try to talk to Isolde. Their relationship wasn’t very deep–after a while, she’ll be alright. She’ll find another suitable match. But this is just… such a tragedy. First, the engagement was called off, then the second one wasn’t even formalized, yet Pablo announced it as if it were

bitter

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Princess flinched, her expression turning sharp.

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coldness was palpable as he shook his head. “I misspoke. I’ve always respected

Don’t tell me you still believe it’s holde who killed Prunella! There’s no such thing as a star of doom or cursed people. Those are just superstitions invented by charlatanst You’re a high–ranking official–how

forces in the world we don’t fully understand, Princess. It’s

ideas. Geoffrey, I am deeply

remained unchanged, his voice as distant as ever. “Princess, my family matters are my own. I suggest you stay out of them.”

the room, his

Princess, stunned by his sudden departure, muttered to herself, “How could such

estate, Geoffrey was quickly informed that Prudence’s condition

immediately

When he saw Geoffrey enter, he spoke quietly, “Father,

bed, her eyes half–closed, a trail of blood at the corner of her lips. Priscilla was gently wiping her

eyes, her lips curling into a faint, lifeless smile.

looked around in a panic before leaning closer

she cried, “Prunella, don’t be angry with him.

his heart wrenching as he scanned the room, his voice trembling. “Prunella… is that you?

Mother is ill. Prunella has been gone for so many years–how could

Prudence gasped again, her chest heaving, her face turning purple as she struggled for breath. But with one final effort, she whispered, “She’s here…

fear and moved closer to her mother. “Mother,

there was no one behind him. Only

168 Send Her Away

errie whistle.

Geoffrey called out into the emptiness, his voice hoarse and

sound that answered