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.

who finally broke the silence. “Why are you just

let out a quiet sigh of

Judith entered with a bright smile. “Everything has been prepared–it’ll

Judith a playful glare. “The Mystic Palace is so biased! Every time the King comes, there’s medicinal cuisine prepared

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proted like child denied sets Thing whenever I come, I

Mother said raw nuts are

healthy What good is healthy if it’s not carry?

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medicinal cuisine were brought in. The

“Mother, if you really

here, and I’ve already pine weigh This was made for you by

earlier complaints, Catherine knew well that Thelma genuinely cared for her son. She had only been teasing, she would

and

kindness wasn’t anything extraordinary -just

command, and the servants would see to its preparation. What was the effon

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.

brows furrowed as he ate. Clearly, the dish wasn’t to his

last time I’m having this, 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 half a month.” Thelma shut him

This medicinal cuisine is the best for you. Haven’t you felt better since you started?”

feel better, I don’t need it anymore. The King scowled but obediently finished his bowl. He let out a long sigh, then smirked.

“You act like the Mystic Palace exists solely to

over. She shot the King a

grinned. “She won’t be

Asking for Her Opinion

this back–and–forth, a

be

Impossible.

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

No

could tolerate such

as much a threat as Kamari’s–one the King would surely eliminate if