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Chapter 153 Oliver's Letter
The King gestured for Pablo to take a seat, and ordered coffee to be served.
Pablo took a sip, then asked, “Your Majesty, | heard Oliver was sent on official duty. How did it go? Was
everything been settled?”
The King rested his hands on the table, fingers interlaced, and looked at Pablo with a shema expresion you
hadn’t cto ask today, | was planning to summon you to the palace tomorrow.
He pulled a report from the stack on his desk and said, “This is a report that Darien Leonard risked his life to
deliver. Darien is gravely wounded and won't survive,
Pablo’s heart skipped a beat. He quickly stood, took the report from the King’s hands, and opened it
His face paled, his hands trembling as he muttered, “What?”
The King’s voice was heavy as he continued, “I've already sent Doug, He had people race to bring back Oliver's
belongings, and among them was a letter addressed to the County Princess of Cromwell. Since last night was the
celebration banquet, | didn't tell you earlier-it would only make matters worse!
Pablo’s heart sank, a painful ache spreading through him. He asked in a hushed tone, “Did they find his body?”
The King’s voice was tight with anger, “Doug's investigation suggests that Oliver was most likely blown apart in
the explosion. They found many severed limbs at the site-no sign of Oliver yet. However, they did recover his
sword, completely unharmed. Doug has sent it back.”
“How could this happen?” Pablo’s voice cracked with disbelief. “Did he act recklessly? He's never been so
impulsive...” His heart was torn-how could he explain this to Douglas? Oliver was the Langley family’s only blood
heir, and he hadn’t even married yet.
The King’s eyes burned with fury. “According to Darien, their mission was compromised. Oliver had no choice but
to act early. Doug is hunting down the traitor now. | swear, | will tear them apart piece by piece.”
Pablo took the letter in his hands. It was addressed to Isolde. The King hadn’t opened it-that was his trust in
Pablo.
The King spoke with an edge in his tone, “I know he was betrothed to Cristina. Handle this matter as you see fit.
Oliver's death should not be made public yet.”
Pablo’s voice was heavy with grief, “Baron has already broken the engagement. He annulled it before Oliver left
for his mission. I'll take care of it, Your Majesty. Don’t trouble yourself with it.”
Pablo understood how deep the King’s affection for Oliver ran. The King would be devastated by the news.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇt“Broken the engagement?” The King’s tone turned icy. “So the Langley family has decided Oliver is unworthy?”
He paused, recalling that Baron was Pablo’s son-in-law, and bit back the rest of his words.
“I plan to visit Zloimond,” Pablo said quietly.
The King replied, “No need. Grand King Emeritus has already gone.”
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The King’s voice grew colder. “Don’t worry about it for now. Wait for news in Argenturn. | can’t move on Kamari
yet. He denies everything about the weapons base Oliver destroyed. He's slippery, leaving no traces. Doug will
stay in Zloimond for a while, gathering evidence. Once we have it, I'll send you and Harrison to destroy his rebel
forces.”
Pablo, numbed with grief, left the palace, the letter still clutched in his hands. The sorrow in his heart was
indescribable.
He had always seen Oliver as a son, raising him with care. The boy was brilliant, excelling both in academics and
martial arts. He was cautious and meticulous, and both the King and Queen Mother had praised him endlessly.
“Zander,” Pablo said as he reached his estate gates, calling for his steward.
“Pablo,” Zander answered.
“Take this letter to Isolde,” Pablo hesitated, then decided against opening it himself. He handed it to Zander
without a word.
“Yes, sir.” Zander took the letter and quickly left.
Isolde had not expected Pablo to return so quickly with news, much less a letter from Oliver.
Oliver wrotea letter? she thought. But why is Pablo delivering it? If Oliver wanted to sendsomething, it
should be a personal letter, separate from any official correspondence.
“Oliver's letter?” Hazel teased, grinning. “Looks like Oliver sent you a letter. Con, open it and see what he
wrote!”
Isolde pushed her face away. “Go away, don’t peek.”
“Who's peeking?” Hazel said, still inching her head closer, clearly wanting to see the letter.
Isolde sighed and turned to enter the room, closing the door behind her.
Hazel laughed from outside. “What's the harm? Oliver won't be writing you any love letters, will he?”
“Don’t talk nonsense. Oliver and | are completely innocent,” Isolde snapped, though her voice lacked conviction.
“Who said you weren't?” Hazel laughed as she took Leonis for a walk, her voice fading into the distance.
Isolde chuckled softly and muttered, “No manners, both of them-don’t even know who's the master.”
She placed the letter on the table. The envelope was addressed to her, with the Duke's estate seal on it. The seal
had been made with red wax, and it was so perfectly done that it made her smile.
His handwriting is beautiful, she thought, running a finger over the elegant script, a smile spreading across her
face without her even realizing it.
She took a paper cutter and slowly removed the wax seal. It was so tempting to rip it open, but this was a letter
from him. She didn’t want to destroy the envelope.
Taking a deep breath, she unfolded the letter and began to read, savoring each word.
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“Isolde, I've been here for stnow. Things are progressing, but | haven't found a solution yet. I'm thinking
about when I'll return, but it will likely be another month. I've taken every precaution, planning everything
carefully, fearing there may be unexpected events that will stopfrom fulfilling my promise to you when | left.
Yesterday, | passed by a shop and saw something that caught my interest, so | bought it for you. I'm not sure if
you'll like such childish things, but I'm excited and anxious. Fortunately, | also have another surprise for you-this
one, you'll definitely like...”
Isolde read the letter over and over, fifty times at least. Each tshe read it, she couldn't help but smile.
What childish thing could he be talking about? Of course I'll like it. And another surprise? She sighed softly as
she thought, He's so indirect. Why couldn't he just say, “I want to marry you?”
She read it again, her heart fluttering. One more month....
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tile.
“Hattie! Hazel!” Isolde snapped, her voice sharp.
There was a brief pause, then the quick, light sound of footsteps running across the roof. Someone jumped down
from above.
The door creaked open, and Hattie and Hazel entered.
“What's wrong?” they asked, looking puzzled.
Isolde had already folded the letter and tucked it into her sleeve. She looked at them coldly and asked, “What
were you two doing up there?”
“Up there? We were outside, walking the dogs,” Hazel said, grinning. “Don’t believe us? You can ask Leonis.”
Isolde snorted, “With the noise you two made, you think you can fool me?”
Hazel chuckled. “You're so protective of that letter. What did Oliver write?”
“You didn’t see it?” Isolde asked, raising an eyebrow.
“We couldn't see it. You were holding it too tightly,” Hazel said, teasing.
“Right, so what did Oliver say?” Hattie asked, equally curious.
Isolde tried to maintain a serious expression, her voice flat, “Just strivial matters.” But even as she said it,
the joy in her eyes was unmistakable.
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