The Swordswoman's Revenge Story after Rebirth

Chapter 332 He’s Drunk

Isolde downed her drink in one go and asked, “Is there more?”

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Hattie chuckled. “Where would there be more? Miniro aid this was the General’s bowl. He secretly had Miniro bring it over to you.”

Hearing that Oliver had asked Miniro to send it, Isolde felt an unexpected warmth spreading in her chest. She asked, “Ask Miniro, did he drink a lot?“–

“Miniro said he drank quite a bit. A lot of people kept forcing drinks on him, but luckily, a few of the Garretts shielded him from a good amount. Otherwise, he’d be completely wasted by now.”

Isolde laughed. “Good thing we had both families host the banquet together. At least we have people to protect us.”

Her cousins coming back really proved useful. Without them, relying solely on the North Camp soldiers and the Southern Watch’s arrangements wouldn’t have been enough to fend off all those noble lords and ministers forcing drinks on Oliver.

“Exactly! Who in the Valen family would shield the Grand General from drinking? They all just poured him more!” Hattie scoffed.

Drinking etiquette had its nuances, especially on such a joyous occasion. The guests, caught up in the celebration, would naturally push drinks onto the groom. It was different from family–family would protect him. And so, those members of the Valen family who had always claimed to treat Oliver like their own kin suddenly revealed their true, distant attitudes.

After finishing a bowl of broth, Isolde felt much steadier.

Sadie joined her, chatting to pass the time.

“Tired?” Sadie asked, smiling as she sat in front of her.

“Tired, definitely. Mostly because there are just too many complicated rituals.” Isolde sighed.

“A little complexity is fine, as long as you get what you want in the end,” Sadie said, always sounding wise beyond her years.

Isolde chuckled. “You’re next.”

Sadie smiled faintly. “Yes, I’m looking forward to it.”

Isolde laughed. “If others heard you, they’d say the princess is desperate to get married.”

“If I’m marrying the man I love, then let them talk,” Sadie said, unfazed.

“Well said.” Isolde genuinely admired her attitude.

Sadie then changed the subject. “Martha is marrying William.”

an eyebrow. “Really?”

I was wandering around, bored, and stumbled upon something interesting. William really is

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Isolde didn’t care much. In fact, just hearing William’s

should check your pulse.”

come.

lately. Just tired today,” Isolde said, stretching out her hand for Sadie

a moment, Sadie sighed. “With that fragile body of yours, it’s a miracle you’ve survived so many wounds and battles. Your energy and blood are weak. After the wedding, you’ll need to properly nourish yourself, or else… having children might be

slowly recover,” Isolde didn’t think much of

Esme so she can prepare it for you.”

handed it to

took it, opened it, and found a fish bladder inside, tied shut with a string. When she picked it noticed

up,

she

Isolde asked

smirked. “You do realize where you’re marrying into, right? The Valen family will

the sachet aside. “I don’t need it. Let them

chuckled. “Take it. You‘ might

you think I’m

are. But you might not be able to consummate the

why but felt too awkward–especially discussing such matters

who strictly follows rules and customs.

the sachet aside. “I

“Suit yourself.”

exactly did you get this blood? Don’t tell

fish today for the banquet. One trip to the kitchen was all

Sadie’s knowing gaze and suddenly understood. Tonight, someone

trouble, couldn’t they have done it a few days ago when she

worry, I mixed a special powder in with the fish blood.

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lazily got up

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