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She took a deep breath, her eyes glazed. “I can’t accept him marrying the third daughter of the Earl of Silverstone’s family. She’s a lowly woman!”
Sophie’s lips curled into a smirk. “Freya, believe me, she’s not as lowly as you. At least she adheres to proper etiquette, while you, on the battlefield, submitted to Blake and had an affair before even talking about marriage. You are truly the lowly one. In terms of personal virtue, you and Blake are equally despicable.”
Being called lowly struck a nerve for Freya. She sprang to her feet and aimed a kick at Sophie’s abdomen. Sophie didn’t even dodge, simply countering with a sharp elbow to the other woman’s shin. Freya cried out in agony as a bone-shattering pain surged through her leg.
Sophie seized Freya by the collar and pushed her into a chair, leaning over her with a cold, unyielding gaze.
“You dare to act up in my house? What exactly are you here for today?”
Freya struggled with all her might but couldn’t break free. In her frantic efforts, her veil fell off, revealing half of her disfigured face.
Seeing Sophie’s eyes fixed on her, Freya’s composure broke and she screamed in despair, “It’s you!! came here to hold you accountable. You could have led your troops to rescue me, but you didn’t! You even stopped Blake from coming to my aid!
“Sophie, you hate me for taking Blake from you, so you deliberately allowed Liam to humiliate me. You’re bitter, you’re resentful, and you still refuse to admit it? You’re a hypocrite!
“It was you who caused my marriage to fall apart. Blake won’t even touch me now. If you hadn’t stopped the soldiers from rescuing me, I wouldn’t have ended up like this. Did you conspire with Liam? Did you and he join forces to ruin me? I am innocent-they never touched me. Go and tell Blake that! Explain yourself, and I might forgive you!
*Sophie, everyone says you’re a hero, but you stood by and did nothing. You’re unfit to be a general. You allowed us to fall into Liam’s hands and become prisoners of war. You let us suffer endless humiliations. They say the Duke of Northwatch’s family is loyal and righteous? Hah! That’s bullshit!”
Sophie’s eyes grew colder and sharper.
Still holding Freya by the collar, she turned to Lulu and flatly said, “Keep an eye on Ryan. Don’t let him leave his room.”
Lulu, who had been glaring at Freya, responded promptly, “Yes, my lady. I’ll go at once.”
She hurried out the door, quickly making Amethyst Hall.
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Seeing Sophie’s suddenly intense and fearsome expression, Freya felt a wave of unease, though she tried to maintain a fierce front. “What are you planning to do?”
Sophie dragged her out of the hall by the collar. The biting cold wind whipped against Freya, causing her hair to fly loose. She felt an inexplicable panic but couldn’t escape Sophie’s iron grip. “What are you going to do? Where are you taking me? Are you going to kill me? Let go of me! Sophie, let go of me!”
Freya’s cries were swallowed by the howling north wind. Snowflakes began to drift from the sky, landing softly on Sophie’s shoulders. But the overcast sky promised a heavy snowfall.
Sophie dragged Freya toward the sanctuary hall. Seeing them approach, Frederick quickly ran ahead to open the door. Sophie threw Freya into the hall, then strode in herself. Frederick promptly shut the door behind them.
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Freya landed on the floor of the sanctuary hall, her panic mounting as she looked around. The was illuminated by candles, casting a soft glow on the rows of memorial plaques displayed on shelves along the walls.
Before Freya could let out a scream, Sophie grabbed her by the hair and dragged her to the plaques. Freya was forced to bow slightly, her gaze falling on one of the plaques in the bottom row, at the very center.
The pain of having her hair yanked made Freya feel as though her scalp might tear away. She dared not look directly at the name on the tablet.
Sophie’s cold voice came from behind her, “This is Terry Devin, my eldest brother’s son. He was eleven years old, a prodigy in both literature and martial arts.”
Sophie continued to drag Freya from one plaque to the next, naming them as she went.
“This is my grandmother, this is my mother, this is my elder sister-in-law, this is my second sister-in-law… This is my niece, this is my nephew…”
Freya trembled uncontrollably, struggling with all her might. “You’re crazy! Why have you brought me here? I have no grudge with your family…
A slap landed hard on Freya’s face, accompanied by Sophie’s fierce reprimand, “No grudge? At Victory Pass, you slaughtered civilians and destroyed villages. The spies from Westhaven placed the blame for your atrocities on my family. Do you know why they died? It’s because of you-because of your lust for glory, your cruelty! You violated our agreement with Westhaven to not harm civilians.”
“No… Freya gasped for breath, shaking her head violently. “No, it’s not true!”
Sophie kicked the back of Freya’s knee, making her collapse to the ground.
“Do you know how they died? Each of them was stabbed eighteen times. Why eighteen? Think carefully!”
“No!”
Freya’s face turned ashen. She swallowed hard, her eyes darting around as memories resurfaced. She recalled the Westhaven junior general they had captured, who had turned out to be royalty.
He had been stabbed eighteen times, and they had even cut off his…
It’s impossible. The crimes were committed by Westhaven people. Your family was killed the spies. It has nothing to do with me. Not in the slightest!”
Freya tried to rise and flee, but Sophie firmly held her shoulders, keeping her immobilized on her knees.
“Because of what you did at Victory Pass, my entire family was wiped out. They didn’t even spare my youngest nephew. He was frail from birth and constantly on medication. Eighteen stab wounds… His entire body was hacked to pieces, and there was blood everywhere. The whole Northwatch Estate was drenched in blood. This is your sin, Freya. Tell me, do you think I hate you?” Sophie spat through gritted teeth. Her eyes ached, though no tears fell. The heart-wrenching pain often came silently.
Freya crumpled to the floor, unable to look at the plaques. Her entire body was ice-cold and she struggled to breathe. It felt as if countless hands were gripping her throat, choking her. Fear pierced her temples like needles, causing intense pain in her head,
She mumbled, “I didn’t do anything wrong. Those civilians were hiding soldiers-they weren’t innocent. I wasn’t wrong for killing them. Your family died at the hands of Westhaven spies. It has nothing to do with me….
“Yes, it has nothing to do with me. It really doesn’t. I am innocent.”
As Freya spoke, she swallowed harshly and tried to crawl away.
Sophie’s voice came from behind her, “My fifth sister-in-law also crawled the way you’re crawling now. She wanted to protect her child. She was stabbed many times but refused to die, crawling on the ground toward her child. Blood trailed behind her, and she died next to her child in the end.”
Freya froze mid-crawl, her body trembling uncontrollably as the horrifying scene Sophie described played in her mind.
“You think I hate you because you took Blake from me? Compared to my family, Blake is nothing. I don’t care about him at all.”
Sophie slowly lit the candles in front of the memorial plaques methodically.
“My hatred for you is beyond words-you’re the reason my whole family was annihilated: But I can’t kill you for revenge. I can’t even tell anyone about this, as it would be a disgrace to our kingdom. I’ve endured it all. My father and brothers sacrificed themselves on the Southern Frontier battlefield, giving up their lives to protect the kingdom. So, I’ve endured.”
Having lit every candle in the hall, Sophie suddenly turned and fixed a cold stare on Freya.
“But how dare you say that my family aren’t loyal martyrs! It’s outrageous. What right do you have to say that? Didn’t you ask why I didn’t save you? I’ll tell you-because I couldn’t. You brought it upon yourself. “Liam came to the Southern Frontier to target you specifically. They had already occupied that area. When they attacked Simonton City, their numbers were few because they were waiting for you in the mountains.
“Was I supposed to lead tens of thousands of soldiers to face their hundreds of thousands head-on just to save a group of traitors who violated the agreement between our two kingdoms? Sacrifice those soldiers just to save you?
“I wouldn’t have been the only one to not do that-no one would. And when I say you brought it upon yourself, I’m not only referring to what happened at Victory Pass. On the Southern Frontier battlefield, the Hell Monarch wanted to save you. That was why he assigned your unit as the reserve forces.
“But you were greedy for merit and took risks. You disrupted our formation during the siege, rushing in ahead of us. You sought to claim credit but fell into Liam’s trap. Everything was your own fault. No one is obligated to sacrifice their lives to save someone as reckless and self-serving as you.”
Freya recalled everything that had happened on the Southern Frontier battlefield. Reflecting on the events now, she recognized that she had indeed fallen into a trap. She had suspected many things, but had been unwilling to believe, instead coming up with numerous excuses and reasons.