The Swordswoman's Revenge Story after Rebirth

Chapter 397 Asking for Her Opinion

“The King has arrived”

A eunuch’s voice echoed from outside the door.

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Ashley’s expression stiffened. She instinctively clutched the handkerchief in her palm, lowering her gaze to hide the flicker of light in her eyes.

The King strode in. The moment Ashley caught a glimpse of that unmistakable golden robe, she rose to her feet, gracefully curtsying. “Your Majesty.”

Vivian froze for a second before quickly stepping forward, tugging lightly at Ashley’s sleeve.

A sharp buzz rang through Ashley’s head–only then did she realize her mistake

According to the etiquette Rowena had drilled into her, she was supposed to greet the King with a formal curtsy upon his arrival. However, if Thelma was present, protocol dictated that the King should first acknowledge Thelma before anyone else could offer their respects.

The King cast her a fleeting, indifferent glance before turning to pay his respects to Thelma and Catherine,

Thelma waved a hand dismissively. “Sit down. There’s no need for such formalities.”

As the King took his seat, Ashley had no choice but to step forward again and repeat her greeting. “Your Majesty.”

The King merely hummed in acknowledgment without even looking at her.

Isolde, too, had risen when the King entered, but she hadn’t moved forward to greet him. Now that Ashley had completed her curtsy, Isolde finally stepped forward.

The King regarded her with rare warmth. “You’re here. You don’t look well–make sure to rest.”

“Thank you, Your Majesty. I will” Isolde inclined her head.

“There’s no need for such formality in Queen Mother’s presence, the King said with a smile.

Isolde thanked him and took her seat.

Ashley, on the other hand, felt utterly out of place–standing was awkward, but sitting didn’t feel right either.

finally broke the silence. “Why are you just

quiet sigh of relief.

a bright smile. “Everything has been prepared–it’ll be

“The Mystic Palace is so biased! Every time the King comes, there’s medicinal cuisine prepared for him. I’ve never had such a privilege.

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cuisine were brought in. The aroma filled

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it Winter’s here, and I’ve already pine weigh This was made for you by Thelma–you should

her earlier complaints, Catherine knew well that Thelma genuinely cared for her son. She had only been teasing, she would never actually

amiled and began

unfold, unimpressed. Thelma’s so–called kindness wasn’t anything extraordinary -just a carefully curated

and the servants would see to its preparation. What was the effon in that Yet, Thelma played the role of a devoted mother to perfection.

had her little schemes, certainly, but her methods were not particularly clever. The King would surely see through such an obvious act. Otherwise, he wouldn’t have casually suggested giving his portion to Catherine.

subtly changed–his brows furrowed as he ate. Clearly,

the King said, setting down his bowl with a grimace. “It’s neither sweet nor savory—just an unpleasant, awkward

for a month. It’s only been

complaining about stomach pain and coughing recently. This medicinal cuisine

but obediently finished his bowl. He let out a long sigh, then smirked. “If I have

Mother huffed. “You act like the Mystic Palace exists solely to serve you. If you’re going to be

Catherine intervened, eager to smooth things over. She shot the King a pointed look. “You ungrateful child–aren’t you going to

King grinned. “She won’t be mad

Asking for Her Opinion

she watched this back–and–forth, a

be genuine?

Impossible.

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In fact, Thelma’s very existence was a threat to his throne.

No

tolerate such a

as Kamari’s–one the King would surely eliminate if given