The Swordswoman's Revenge Story after Rebirth

Chapter 168 Send Her Away

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Geoffrey collapsed into his chair, his mind racing. Oliver in trouble? That was impossible. He was off to

Eastonburg to suppress bandits-he was more than capable of handling such a mission. So why hadn’t there been

any word from him?

The court had received no reports from Oliver about his campaign either.

Geoffrey's thoughts churned, and with sudden urgency, he rushed out to the Princess’ estate. If anything had

happened to Oliver, the Princess would surely know.

As he arrived at the Princess’ estate, the Princess was just stepping down from her carriage, having returned

from the palace. Her eyes were slightly red, her voice choked-as if she had been crying. Geoffrey's heart

sank.

“Geoffrey, what brings you here?” she asked, slightly taken aback.

Geoffrey studied her closely and couldn't ignore the worry creeping into his voice. “May | have a word with you?

Just a few sentences.”

The Princess glanced at him, then nodded. “Cinside and we'll talk.”

Once inside the main hall, she dismissed the attendants and motioned for Geoffrey to sit. “What's wrong.

Geoffrey? You look like you've lost your wits.”

She and Geoffrey were quite familiar, often speaking casually without titles, so her words were warm yer tinged

with concern.

Geoffrey hesitated, then asked directly, his voice heavy with dread: “Please tellthe truth-has something -

happened to Oliver?”

The Princess froze for a moment. “What do you mean?”

Geoffrey took a step closer, his expression darkening. “Has something happened to him? Is he in danger?”

“Who told you this?” the Princess asked, her tone sharp.

“I don’t care about that,” Geoffrey replied, his anxiety growing. “Just tellif it’s true. If Oliver has met with

misfortune because of this betrothal, it means Isolde really is the disaster they spoke of-the spiritualist’s star of

doom... Prunella’s death was her doing

The Princess stared at Geoffrey, clearly surprised by the depth of his concern for Oliver. Then it clicked-it was

because of Isolde. The girl must have truly cared for Oliver.

“Did Isolde send you to ask?” the Princess asked softly.

“Yes,” Geoffrey answered without hesitation.

The Princess sighed, her eyes reddening once again as she spoke. I'm glad you're thinking of Isolde and worrying

for her, but yes. Oliver is in trouble. It's likely he won't be coming back. You should try to talk to Isolde. Their

relationship wasn’t very deep-after a while, she’ll be alright. She'll find another suitable match. But this is just...

such a tragedy. First, the engagement was called off, then the second one wasn't even formalized, yet Pablo

announced it as if it were already set. And now this. It’s so unfair. The poor girl.”

Geoffrey's lips curled into a bitter smile. “Unfair? More like fatal

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The Princess flinched, her expression turning sharp. “What did you just say?”

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Geoffrey's coldness was palpable as he shook his head. “I misspoke. I've always respected Oliver, and hearing of

his troubles has thrownoff balance.”

The Princess was having none of it. Don’t tellyou still believe it’s holde who killed Prunella! There's no such

thing as a star of doom or cursed people. Those are just superstitions invented by charlatanst You're a high-

ranking official-how could you believe such nonse

Geoffrey's voice grew quieter but no less firm. “There are forces in the world we don’t fully understand, Princess.

It's wise to approach them with reverence. You should be cautious in dismissing such things

The Princess was seething with anger now. “I thought you were concerned for Isolde, but you've chere with

these ridiculous ideas. Geoffrey, | am deeply disappointed in you. | warn you-do not do anything to harm Isolde.

She has suffered enough.”

Geoffrey's expression remained unchanged, his voice as distant as ever. “Princess, my family matters are my

own. | suggest you stay out of them.”

With that, he turned and left the room, his words cold as ice.

The Princess, stunned by his sudden departure, muttered to herself, “How could such a father exist? Prunella

truly must have been blind.”

Back at his estate, Geoffrey was quickly informed that Prudence’s condition had worsened.

He wasted no tand immediately made his way to Blesertin.

Clark was in the room, tending to his grandmother. When he saw Geoffrey enter, he spoke quietly, “Father,

grandmother... she coughed up blood just now.

Prudence lay on the bed, her eyes half-closed, a trail of blood at the corner of her lips. Priscilla was gently wiping

her face.

As Geoffrey approached, Prudence slowly opened her eyes, her lips curling into a faint, lifeless smile. “Prunella

has cfor me,” she whispered.

Geoffrey's blood ran cold. He looked around in a panic before leaning closer to Prudence. “Mother, you... you saw

her?”

Prudence gasped for air, her body trembling. Then, with a heartbreaking sob, she cried, “Prunella, don’t be angry

with him. Don’t look at him like that. He's your husband, you know. I'll be with you soon...”

Geoffrey's chest tightened, his heart wrenching as he scanned the room, his voice trembling. “Prunella... is that

you? Have you come?”

Priscilla, frightened, quickly interrupted. “Geoffrey, don’t say things like that! It’s just a hallucination. Mother is

ill. Prunella has been gone for so many years-how could she be here? If her soul were still around, she would

have been reborn by now.”

“No....” Prudence gasped again, her chest heaving, her face turning purple as she struggled for breath. But with

one final effort, she whispered, “She’s here... right behind you, Geoffrey.”

Priscilla gasped in fear and moved closer to her mother. “Mother, please don’t scarelike that!”

Geoffrey spun around quickly, but there was no one behind him. Only the wind stirred, carrying a soft,

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errie whistle.

Prunella, is it you?” Geoffrey called out into the emptiness, his voice hoarse and desperate,

The only sound that answered was the wind.

“Answer me, if you're truly here,” Geoffrey's voice cracked with emotion.

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Clark stepped forward, gently placing a hand on his father’s shoulder. “Father, mother’s not here. It’s just a

hallucination. She’s not really here”

Geoffrey trembled, his lips quivering as he tried to hold back tears. She’s here. she has to be here. After all these

years, her spirit must be filled with anger toward me.

Slowly, he turned away, and Prudence collapsed into unconsciousness.

Priscilla screamed for help, Clark rushed to fetch medicine, Vance pressed his fingers to her pulse, and Braden

sobbed desperately over her bed. The chaotic scene played out like a nightmare.

For Geoffrey, it all felt unreal-like a twisted dream. The world seemed to warp around him, everything feeling

distant and foreign. He staggered out of the room, the cold autumn wind biting at his skin.

“Autumn is here,” Geoffrey murmured softly to himself, a trace of coldness flickering in his eyes.

Harlan approached, his voice low. “Geoffrey, don’t believe in such absurdities.”

Geoffrey turned to him, his voice flat and emotionless. “I know where your heart lies-with the Pearl Tower. But let