Chapter 60
Although Monica had found Prince Walde’s words both infuriating and somewhat laughable earlier, she couldn’t help but feel a bit concerne
He had clearly been begging Jessica to many him again, yet still carried himself with such an air of superiority, even claiming he had promised Priscilla not to touch her for Harte years.
It made it seem as though Jessica was desperately crying and begging to marry him, as if she couldn’t live without him. It was enough to make anyone want to laugh in frustration,
But now, watching Prince Waldo leave in a huff, Monica couldn’t shake the worry creeping up inside her,
“My lady, do you really think Prince Leon is genuinely trying to help us? He… he seems so intimidating”
It wasn’t just the mask he wore it was his whole auth, that air of someone who could control everything, a mysterious presence that left one feeling
unsettled.
You never knew what he wanted, but it felt as though everything about you was laid bare under his gaze, with nothing left to hide
That feeling of being a helpless prey caught under a hawk’s talons, unable to control your own fate, just waiting passively —such helplessness was utterly draining.
hatever would come next
“My lady, are you really planning to rely on Prince Leon?”
“I don’t know.” Jessica replied, her voice steady. “Until we know where everyone stands, it’s not wise to make any hasty decisions.”
But the Yates family’s hundred thousand soldiers had become a tempting target for everyone. Everyone wanted a piece of that power.
Even the King himself was scheming to reclaim their military authority.
The Yates family army, trained by her parents and uncles, had become a key asset. If it fell into the wrong hands, it could easily be fragmented.
And since they weren’t personal guards, once they went to war, the Yates family soldiers–who had been absorbed into other forces–would likely be given the most dangerous and difficult tasks.
They weren’t the king’s personal guards, so losing them wouldn’t be seen as a great loss.
They would become mere tools on the battlefield, dying in harsh conditions, with no one caring about their lives or their futures. They would be discarded like pawns.
Just the thought of her brothers–those young, bright faces, those loyal eyes–made Jessica’s heart ache. She couldn’t let the Yates family army fall into someone else’s hands. She had to protect them.
“Since you’re not sure about Prince Leon’s intentions, why make an enemy of Prince Waldo at such a crucial moment!” Monica asked. “Making enemies everywhere will only make things harder.”
Jessica sighed. “With Consort Adele and Priscilla around, Prince Waldo can never be our ally. No matter how sweetly he speaks now, and is influenced by those two women, he’ll forget all the promises he made to me.
once he gets back
“Since that’s the case, why should I keep swallowing my pride in front of him? I’m raised with love and care. Why should I let anyone walk all over me like
dirt?
“Three years of not touching me, huh? He probably won’t even get the chance! It’s disgustingFuck!”
Monica stared at her in disbelief, her voice brømbling.
- “My l
lady, did you just…curse?”
“Sorry, I couldn’t help myself.” Jessica finished her coffee with one last sip, placed the cup down with a sharp tap, and stood up. “I’m going to check on my brother. You… take care of the servants in the Yates family.”
Chapter 60
Monics frote for a moment, then quickly followed her. “My lady, do you suspect…
Today, when my brother and I went out, the people from the Grover House immediately showed up in full force, causing trouble. And weste not be the brightest, she’s far too timid to ever dare come with a knife”
Everything was being orchestrated behind the scenes. The servants in our Y
Yates family could no longer be trusted.
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