The Swordswoman's Revenge Story after Rebirth

Chapter 205 Oliver Will Be Fine

Pearls

Sadie was the Queen Mother’s precious pearl. She had free access to the palace, which meant no one bothered to check her identity.

Isolde smiled at her. “Thanks, Princess!”

Sadie’s reputation was legendary. When people saw how familiar she was with Isolde, it clicked that Isolde was soon to be her sister–in–law. No one dared to speak out of turn in front of Sadie.

The two of them made their way into the palace, where a palanquin awaited them. Sadie Bourbon waved it off. “We’ll walk. No need for that.”

“Of course, Princess, the supervisor said, bowing low. He knew better than to argue.

As they strolled along the long palace path, Sadie Bourbon spoke up casually, “Don’t let what those people. Say get to you. Do whatever you want.”

“I’m not bothered,” Isolde replied, her eyes taking in the red palace walls and the golden, glazed rooftops that seemed to stretch on forever.

“Good,” Sadie said, sensing that Isolde wasn’t just brushing her off. She fell silent.

The two of them did not have much to talk about as they walked.

There wasn’t much to talk about as they walked. Sadie was naturally reserved, and Isolde had a lot on her mind but wasn’t in the mood to talk.

Then, out of nowhere, a man approached them. He was dressed in a green official uniform, his face handsome and composed. He held a stack of books in one hand and didn’t notice them until he was nearly past. He was too busy flipping through the pages, lost in his own world.

“Clark!” Isolde called out. Clark stopped dead in his tracks, a look of joy crossing his face. “Isolde? What are you doing here?”

“The Queen Mother’s chrysanthemum banquet is today. I’m here to attend,” Isolde replied with a sigh. You bookworm, she thought, your fiancée’s right in front of you, and you don’t even notice.

“Oh,” he said, distracted. “Right. I forgot.”

His eyes then landed on Sadie. He froze for a second, blinking at her before his pale face flushed bright red. He looked lost, unsure of what to do. His hands instinctively reached out in greeting, but then he remembered he was holding a book, and it slipped from his grip with a loud thud.

…” His ears turned scarlet as he stammered, clearly embarrassed.

he quickly tried to correct himself. “1–uh–greet Princess Isolde… No, no, no… Sadie, Princess

Isolde couldn’t help but want to smack her forehead. Seriously?

up the book. She flashed a warm, gentle

the book back, but he was so flustered it was

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dabbed at the sweat, wiping it away

+5 Pearing

caught off guard. His whole body went rigid as if struck by lightning. His neck turned an even darker shade of red. Panicked, he mumbled a quick thanks and bolted, clutching the book like it was his

shock and pure frustration. She wanted to throw something -anything–at him.

Isolde said quickly,

softening, a

who just bolted in front

guess we all have our quirks.

ridiculous… Isolde muttered. But honestly, it didn’t.

to call him cute. Not

smiled, completely unbothered, and kept walking without

the first

when a woman finds herself in a situation like this, even if she’s not mad, she’d at least be disappointed.

was, smiling like she’d won

tingled with confusion.

damaged,” Sadie said suddenly, breaking the silence.

blinked, surprised.

I’ll get him a new one tomorrow.

least the princess didn’t look down on

that smile didn’t leave her face. It was

twice at someone like her brother–she saw him

weird way of working things out, huh?

couldn’t help but ask, “Princess, what’s so special about my

“What’s

list all his flaws–how he was soft, too trusting, and got easily

a good heart” Sadie said, sensing her hesitation and speaking what was on her mind.

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