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.

was Catherine who finally broke the silence. “Why

out a quiet sigh of relief. “Thank

Thelma gestured, and Judith entered with a bright smile. “Everything has been

playful glare. “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. Do I not

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cared for her son. She had only been teasing, she would

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servants would see to its preparation. What was the effon in that

methods were not particularly clever. The King would surely see through such an obvious act. Otherwise, he wouldn’t have casually suggested giving his

watched, the King’s expression subtly changed–his brows furrowed as he ate. Clearly, the dish wasn’t to his

bowl with a grimace. “It’s neither

You’re drinking this for a month. It’s only been half a month.” Thelma shut him

This medicinal cuisine is the best for you. Haven’t you

finished his bowl. He let out a long sigh, then smirked. “If I have to drink this again, I just

dealing with your endless complaints.” Queen Mother huffed. “You act like the Mystic Palace exists solely to serve you. If you’re

She shot

King grinned. “She won’t be mad

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as she watched this back–and–forth, a strange warmth lingered in the

be

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and Thelma weren’t related by blood. In fact, Thelma’s very existence was a

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such a looming danger.

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