The Swordswoman's Revenge Story after Rebirth

Chapter 269

Chapter 269 Not a Peaceful Death

When Harlan brought up the late–night meal, he saw Geoffrey and folde sitting in silence. He had anticipated this, so he quickly prepared the food and brought it up.

Finished

He smiled and said, “It’s hastily made and not very tasty. The noodles were leftovers from dinner Just make do with it.”

Isolde smelled the fragrance and smiled. “It’s good to have something to eat.”

Harlan had made two plates of noodles. He was about to bring one over to Geoffrey blanket and said, “No need to bring it over. I’ll come and

“Can

you get out of bed?” Harlan hurried over to support him.

but Geoffrey lifted the

“I’m fine, it’s nothing.” Geoffrey said, letting his legs dangle off the bed. Isolde glanced over and saw how thin he had become. His calves, exposed under his pants, were nothing but skin and bones

She felt a pang of discomfort.

Geoffrey seemed to notice and quickly bent down to pull his pants back over his legs. Having been bedridden for so long, he was still wearing his sleeping clothes.

When he stood up, his emaciated frame was evident beneath the loose sleeping robe. In just a month, he had lost a significant amount of weight. As he walked over, Isolde noticed that his face wasn’t pale but rather sallow. The pale appearance earlier had been due to the distant light reflecting off his face as he lay in bed, unshielded.

But in fact, his face was very sallow.

Her heart sank. She had seen such a sallow complexion before–it was Ella from the village.

Ella was seriously ill at that time, and her face was very pale. She passed away in less than a month.

Other than his injuries, was there something wrong with him?

Was he sick?

looking quite happy. “The smell of this has

For the past few days, you have been eating a little every day. You can’t

Blackmoor picked up forks and started eating. When he saw Isolde looking at him steadily, he called out, “Eat,

and picked up her spoon to take a sip of the soup. The flavor was quite bland, al -suitable for a

tasteless

his eating as if waiting for Isolde or trying to prolong the

last two bites, he put down his forks and quietly watched

however, finished her bowl. “If you can’t eat anymore,

269 Not a Peaceful

bowl, Geoffrey

head. Tve

disappointed. “Oh, alright”

Finished

But after that bite, he suddenly bent over and began vomiting violently.

He quickly brought the spittoon over, patting Geoffrey’s back. “Are you eating, stop

full? Stop

watched him vomit in discomfort and heard Harlan’s words.

recently?”

returned to the capital, I thought it was just motion sickness from the journey. But now that we’re settled, it’s still happening.” Harlan said, wiping Geoffrey’s mouth with a towel After vomiting, everything he had eaten came back up, and his face turned from

white.

a twinge of pity. Perhaps she could arrange for

place v was under her sphere of influence. Even if the

out to wash his things, she helped Geoffrey to the bed to rest and

head. He was already comforted by her willingness to help him. “No, I won’t escape. I’m a military

bear it. Even if he confessed his crime to the King, there was no guarantee of leniency. “If the King is

very fortunate. If the King really decides to punish me, I’ll finally be able to join your

his gaze distant.

Isolde remained silent.

Her heart ached,

a long silence, he added, “I

down. After sittite realized she was on the edge of the bed and moved back slightly.

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