You Hit My Heart by Kylie Stanford

Chapter 1731: Taking One's Own Life in Front of Him

On the other side, Darrin chased after Grizela for quite a distance before finding her.

He saw Grizela standing by a small river, angrily kicking a tree. The branches shook violently under her kicks, and the tender green leaves fell to the ground.

"Keep kicking, and you'll strip the bark off the tree. Why get angry with a tree? Trees also have feelings, and they can feel pain,” Darrin approached Grizela from behind, his voice teasing.

Despite Grizela's strength as the captain of the Royal Guards, deep down she was still a girl. Her current display of throwing a tantrum was adorable. Darrin couldn't help but look at her a little more.

Grizela turned her head, glaring at Darrin. “What's it to you? Don't meddle in our affairs. Stay away from our Highness."

Darrin raised an eyebrow, displeased. "It was your Highness who sought us out first. Obviously, he wants to cooperate with our young marshal. Or perhaps seek our help. Is this how you ask for help? You came to Pascaylia with a purpose, didn't you?"

Grizela suddenly kicked at Darrin.

"Who's asking for help? We're the ones who can help you. Your young marshal is in a predicament, and our Highness can't bear to see it. That's why he's willing to lend a hand. Don't get too proud,” Grizela retorted.

Darrin agilely dodged Grizela's attack.

“You, always resorting to physical attacks when things don't go your way? You're too wild. No man would dare marry you," Darrin replied disdainfully, staring back at Grizela.

even

our Highness, all other men are trash.

words hit a nerve with Darrin, making him feel a suffocating sensation in his chest, an uncomfortable feeling he couldn't quite

talk nonsense. I am loyal to our Highness. My only wish in this life is for our Highness to ascend

your Highness doesn't seem to be doing well in Rohomes," Darrin realized. "He looks

Grizela fell silent.

to eating and sleeping, we can't act as we please. There are countless eyes watching us, and the slightest mistake can be used against us, escalating conflicts. Every small mistake has the potential to cost innocent lives. Our Highness is a completely different person in Rohomes compared to how he is now. Only when he escaped that environment did he become his true self.”

A tree desires tranquility, but the wind doesn't stop. You say you have no ambition, but will others believe you? If it were really

much and quickly stopped, furrowing her brow

she deliberately targeted by someone? Was she forced into a mental hospital?" Darrin probed. Because Reuben had

will. I won't meddle. In any case, to resolve these problems, one must reach the pinnacle of power. The one who holds the game

lightly, starting to understand

now. Your Highness didn't yell at

and kicked

into the small river, ripples spread out in circles, shimmering golden

help our Highness ascend to the throne. Otherwise, I would take my own life in front of him! I would offer my life as an apology,”

warriors were fiercely loyal, and it was true. Once they recognized a master, they remained unwavering

to the gathering, Joyce and Reuben had finished their conversation. After bidding