Chapter 603
Chapter 603: Mismatched
Translator: Dess Editor: EbonyFrost
Dawn arrived .
The Warren campsite was just starting to get busy on the rebuilding .
Mary was sitting beside a shortened table, on the table was an oil lamp which acted as the only source of light within the tent . Even though it was brightened to the max, a big portion of the tent remained dimmed, especially Mary's back as her shadow was enlarged because of the angle from the light source .
King James VIII was still asleep on the mattress .
After Kieran defeated the first wave of the Prairies invaders, the old king fell into a slumber as though he had lost consciousness . He was exhausted beyond personal limits .
The king was already exhausted while Jeanne was alive and it drained his body, even more, when the Prairies riders arrived at his land .
In fact, the moment the king arrived at Lightning Fortress, he did everything by himself from initiating the rebuilding process of the fortress to gathering the remaining forces .
Even though his subjects were helping by his side, he only had two to three hours of rest in the past few days, it further drained his weak body .
Mary clearly saw the exhaustion even in his sleep, the face of her father in name was pale, as though his fire of life was burning its last straw .
She frowned as she tightened the blanket on him .
Although she still failed to look straight at her father's face, she really felt pity for the man .
The king was supposed to be in his prime age but instead, he was old and weak . His whole life was tainted with ink, darkness filled his time and robbed the colors of his existence .
The king wasn't happy throughout his life .
Mary was certain of it . He was just forcing a smile before her and while he was alone, he'd sigh endlessly .
"The duties of a king…" Mary muttered softly .
The girl instantly felt immense pressure from living example beside her .
The day before the Prairies soldiers invaded, King James VIII has already notified his officers, subjects, and consultant that Mary has been appointed as the legal heir to his throne .
When the king died, Mary will ascend as queen .
But doubts lingered in her mind .
Looking at how weak the king was, the girl wasn't delighted at all about the throne, instead, she felt worrisome . All she wanted at that moment was Swusters Castle .
She wanted to return to the place where she was born and grew up .
Right after the thought bloomed, her heart turned heavy instantly . She remembered Swusters Castle was destroyed and her mother was buried right underneath .
Her eyes turned red .
She could remove the mature mask on her while she was alone, after all, she was still a child .
But she didn't let her tears roll down her cheeks because she knew tears wouldn't do her any good .
Tears couldn't be exchanged for what she longed for and it would only place her in a more difficult position .
Mary reached her hand at the hilt of [Thorn Blade] . It was the blade that her mother left her but because of its weight and length, she couldn't wield it normally . Still, Kieran's reminder made her carry the blade with her all the time .
"Communicate with the blade? Feel the blade's feelings?"
Mary couldn't understand what Kieran meant but it didn't stop her from trying it .
She trusted Kieran, whenever she thought of him, her heart would grow hot .
The hot sensation would make her stronger and allow her to ignore her loneliness .
Fung!
The blade inside its sheath let out a heavy chime .
It was unusually short though . When Mary wanted to check on the chime, it faded without a trace causing her to think it was her mind playing tricks on her .
Someone else thought differently though .
A sudden rushed breathing revealed a person from the shadow, he extended his one of his hand at [Thorn Blade] and the other, Mary's throat .
Mary remained still on the spot as though she was frightened beyond actions .
The man immediately laughed viciously .
It was too easy! The mission assigned to him was too easy!
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