In the royal study, Mary carried herself with a regal aura. Her brows were slightly arched, and her face was adorned with the latest makeup style. Her slender eyes held an intense, piercing gaze.Thornhaven was dry and rainless, and the once-delicate texture of her skin had turned rough and sallow. Her face, now thin and haggard, bore a sharpness that made her appear harsher than before."Your Majesty, when I was sent away in marriage, you promised that you would grant me one request in the future. All these years, despite the inhuman suffering I endured in Thornhaven, I never asked for anything."Now, I beg you. Please release Commander Morris."George's expression remained indifferent as he asked directly, "Do you have a past acquaintance with her?"Why else would she inquire about Jocelyn the moment she returned?Mary's gaze grew distant as she recalled the past."Back then, I could not bear the humiliation and fled from Thornhaven, escaping to the northern borders of Nidora.
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