The Swordswoman's Revenge Story after Rebirth

Chapter 374 She Was Not Blessed

Isolde smiled faintly. “I’m not upset. What’s there to be upset about?”

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She stepped into the carriage and turned to Hattic. “Go to Southern Watch and tell Oliver I won’t be coming home for dinner tonight. After checking on the shops, I’ll be heading to the Sharp estate.”

“Should I ask Oliver to come with you?” Hattie asked.

“No need. Let him go home. Allan will definitely question him, and if Oliver isn’t there, it’ll only make him angrier. He can take the heat for me–I’d rather have some peace and quiet.”

“Understood.” Hattic nodded and left to fetch a horse..

After making her rounds at the shops, Isolde had little interest in conversing with Collin. Without lingering, she made her way to the Sharp estate.

Outside the manor, a carriage stood waiting as servants loaded it with various supplies. Seeing Isolde arrive, the gatekeeper quickly rushed inside to announce her presence.

She followed close behind, stepping into the main hall where the family had gathered. After offering her respects, she took a seat beside Natasha.

“Grandfather, Grandmother,” she greeted. “Are you going on a trip?”

Oliver responded, “Natasha hasn’t been feeling well. Since she’s still able to travel, I thought I’d take her out for a while.”

“If she’s unwell, wouldn’t it be better for her to rest at home?” Isolde frowned.

Natasha took her hand gently, patting it in comfort. “Resting won’t change anything. Death comes for us all -I’m not afraid.

“From the day I married your grandfather, he promised to take me across the land, to see the mountains and rivers of the world. But he was always busy with military affairs, and I followed him from battlefield to battlefield instead.

“Now, at last, our sons are grown, the empire is stable, and he has a little time. He wants to take me traveling before it’s too late.”

Hearing these words, Isolde’s heart clenched with sorrow.

She leaned against Natasha’s arm, her gaze shifting subtly–Patricia was dabbing at her eyes. And when she looked at her grandfather, she saw it too–the silent grief on his face.

A bad feeling struck her.

Not wanting to confront it outright, she turned to Patricia and smiled. “Didn’t you say you had a hairpin for me last time? I haven’t forgotten–I want it now.”

Natasha chuckled. “Such a little thing, and you’re still thinking about it? Do you really believe Patricia wouldn’t give it to you?”

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Isolde told Natasha, then grabbed Patricia’s hand and tugged her toward the

reached a quiet corridor, she turned, her

truth. Is Grandmother… very

knew I couldn’t hide it from

came just two days ago. They said… she may not last

lightning had struck her.

voice trembled. “No… that’s impossible. She looks fine–when I last saw her, she wasn’t even

She’s only survived this long because of expensive medicine and the thought of seeing you again. But her organs have long

she wouldn’t survive the journey. But she

so, so hard. The medicine she takes makes her vomit almost daily, sometimes even

only reason she seems well now is because the Queen Mother sent a special tonic to sustain her. But it won’t last.

Patricia’s face as she

inside her

Natasha is…dying?

still had so

leaving?” she whispered

far,” Patricia said softly. “Just to Montlins Manor–the

her there to pick dates in the hills. She said… if she were to pass, she wanted it to be in a

from court to accompany her there. Once

against the wall, then slowly crouched down, covering her face with both hands.

spilled through her fingers.

She wasn’t ready.

couldn’t accept

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with no more pain… isn’t that a kindness?”

it, Patricia couldn’t stop her own tears.

two of them wept silently, until Christine came

a flicker of sorrow on Isolde’s face, she’ll grow suspicious–and then

her tears and turned to Isolde. “Come to my room. Wash your face–don’t let her

at her

away the evidence of her tears, and reapplied her makeup.