Chapter 22: Miracle Reunion
Cordelia was getting old, but her years of training in the Northern Kingdom kept her body and mind strong.
However, the will to live wasn’t there anymore.
After the princess had been taken to be executed, the once noble lady-in-waiting turned slave had sunk into a clockwork routine of waking up at the break of dawn and working herself to near death till dusk.
Her conscience just couldn’t take the fact she was alive while the woman she vowed servitude was now gone.
Princess Elysianne had saved her from the overseer’s wrath, but in doing so, she sacrificed her own life.
She was just a mere woman who served the Whitecasters. She didn’t deserve to be saved by Princess Elysianne.
Cordelia wanted to kill herself, but couldn’t find the courage to do so.
Working herself to the bone and throwing all care out the window was her own way of punishing herself for that.
"Cordelia Sashnu, you must come with me," the old man spoke once again.
The woman was suddenly pulled back from her melancholy.
She had her back to him when she returned to plowing the dirt. Cordelia raised her weary eyes over her shoulders to meet his gaze.