Third Person’s POV


    Germain’s lips tightened, his


    ace a mask of displeasure.


    His usual guise of affability was gone, reced by a sullen expression.


    Maya quickly tried to smooth things over, “This isn’t your father’s handwriting! Someone must have forged it. Why would he dissolve his mating bond with your mother?”


    Her eyes darted usingly


    at


    What grudge do you hold ag as she spoke. “You’re the one who produced the proof, aren’t you<b>? </b>


    illness.”


    Paisley shot back coldly, “You do


    the Blue Abyss Pack? Forging a document to upset her and drive her to


    In know


    who I am. When the Blue Abyss pack approached ours for <i>a </i>


    mating bond, Germain and I had i


    met. How could I forge his handwriting?”


    “Speaking of forging, Maya, you’re always by Germain’s side. You’re more likely to have written this under his name, hoping Sidney would die sooner,” Adide added.


    Germain and Maya’s gazes snapped toward Paisley.


    Germain’s eyes flickered with surprise–this was Paisley?


    Maya’s eyes narrowed instantly, dark with suspicion–this was Paisley?


    Adide scanned the Blue Abyss Pack members. Except for Crispin, the others showed no trace of grief.


    In their eyes, Sidney had been as good as dead since she was sent to Greenwood.


    Crispin’s tears, whether genuine or feigned, at least fell.


    Adide’s heart grew cold—how could a kind person like Sidney meet such a miserable end?


    The fate of a woman with a heartless partner was indeed tragic.


    She turned to the two youngdies without merc can’t you shed a single tear?”


    “She’s your biological mother. Now that she’s dead,


    Ca forced a sorrowful expression, rising gracefully grieved, crying now might invite ridicule.”


    to curtsey. “Today is Christmas’s Eve, Though I’m


    “How preposterous! When parents pass away, it’s the most important matter. Even royal elders must follow traditional mourning. How can celebrating Christmas take precedence over filial duty?” Adide’s tone was sharp.


    “Your words are harsh, but I have my reasons. Mourning in another pack’s territory isn’t seemly. I the absence of tears doesn’t equate to the absence of sorrow. How can you know the pain in my heart?” Ca retorted.


    “You’re quite articte, but you’re all ungrateful sorts,” Adide


    palpable.


    es<b>, </b>


    said, her disappointment and anger


    <b>08:05 </b><b>Mon</b>, 14 Jul 17AM


    “<b>Since </b>you’ve just returned to the capital, you should first pay respects to Lycan rissa <b>and </b><b>Lycan </b>Erasmus, note directly to the ckthorn Pack. I bid you farewell,” Adide dered,


    It <b>was </b>highly discourteous for Adide to dismiss elders like Germain.


    Yet Germain, seething with rage, kept hisposure and turned to Lance. “Are you too dismissive of me, your uncle, now that you’ve returned with honors?<b>” </b>


    Lance replied, “Luna Adide is right. You should have visited Lycan rissa and Lycan Erasmus first<b>, </b>note straight to the ckthorn Pack. And with Luna Sidney gone, you should prioritize the deceased. <b>You </b>should have immediately informed Lycan rissa and Lycan Erasmus, then returned to the Blue Ridge State.”


    Germain’s face turned livid. He stood up, red at Lance, and coldly challenged, “So you’ve grown arrogant after your triumph and disrespect me? Not afraid of being used ofcency?”


    Lance stood firm, his chin slightly lifted, his gaze icy. “If my words hold merit, let others say what they will.”


    “Very well!” Germain, trembling with fury, roared, “Let’s go!”


    Crispin wiped his tears and approached Lance<b>, </b>seemingly wanting to speak, but Germain barked <i>at </i>him, “Are you deaf? They consider us ill omens. Hurry up and leave!


    Crispin’s tears fell again. He nodded briefly at Lance and Adide, his tall frame swaying as he followed Germain out, his steps unsteady.


    The others let out cold snorts and left ;.


    session.


    Only Maya maintained her politeness, nodding slightly at Prisci as she left.


    As they left, Maya cast a few thoughtful nces at Paisley, who unabashedly rolled her eyes in response.


    Prisci, the entire time, was somewhat dazed. These people, just moments ago chatting amiably and seeming courteous and eloquent, had now revealed their cold and selfish true colors.


    Sidney had passed away, yet only Crispin shed tears; the others wore no trace of sorrow–especially the two youngdies, who, as Sidney’s biological daughters, appeared indifferent to their mother’s lonely death at Greenwood.


    At this thought, Prisci felt a chill in her heart.


    Now that she had left the pce and relied on Lance and Adide for care, they adhered to propriety out of duty, but what if something went wrong?


    Lance was her sole reliance now.


    She quickly rose and joined Adide in denouncing the Germain family, using them of hear and predicting they’d face retribution.


    <b>ess </b>


    After her tirade, she patted Adide’s back tofort her, “Don’t waste your breath on those ungrateful sorts. Sidney’s spirit won’t let them off the hook. They’ll meet theireuppance sooner or <bter</b>. Don’t grieve anymore.”


    <b>2/3 </b>


    Adide, brimming with anger and sorrow, found Prisci’s well–intentioned, almost coaxing,fort somewhat amusing despite her tears. The sight of Prisci trying not to cry yet holding back her tears was undeniably touching, and it did case Adide’s agitation.


    “Go take a bath. We need to head to the pce shortly,” Prisci said.


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