Chapter 143

The night was getting late, the wind on top of the building was getting so cold and piercing to the bone. Even so, both of them still felt at home there as if they were not bothered by the cold air.

Elizabeth rubbed the clear droplets that had been falling from her eyes. It feels very tight, if you have to remember and bring up the past that leaves endless wounds.

While Morwen was silent, she felt guilty for snapping and cornering a woman who had experienced injustice for almost a thousand years. She had no idea that Elizabeth harbored this suffering herself. It was heart-wrenching for everyone who listened to her, especially since one of the causes of that suffering was herself.

Every time Elizabeth said that she was just a lowly soldier, somehow her heart was so tight. Inappropriately, he now blamed Elizabeth for his silence in the face of the treachery and cunning of his own brother, King Draco.

"Who am I, just a lowly former soldier. It would be inappropriate for me to pit my gr
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