Sister, I'm the Queen This Life (330 Chapters Left to Complete) - Chapter 481

Sancha had boldly insisted they pretend to be pitiful—but… even pretending to be pitiful required someone else to play along.

As soon as it was announced that Count de Mare had awakened, countless requests for an audience flooded the prince’s palace.

The authority to grant these requests lay with the palace’s master himself. The first group Alfonso—ever considerate—allowed entry was Ariadne’s closest childhood friends.

“Ari…!”

Julia, arriving first, strode forward briskly—her gait perfectly proper yet moving as swiftly as a knight’s, which seemed quite astonishing—and grasped Ariadne’s hands tightly. But after that, not another word escaped her lips.

She seemed to have frozen completely while struggling to choose the right words. After a long, agonizing silence, she finally managed to speak.

“This… this is jujube preserve my mother made.”

Marchioness Valdesar had insisted jujube preserves cleanse the blood, so it was especially beneficial right after losing a child, and she’d made a great fuss about delivering it herself.

Though the marchioness rarely set foot near the kitchen, she’d rolled up her sleeves personally this time. Claiming it was a secret family recipe passed down from her own mother, she refused to let the head chef prepare it.

She’d filled an entire jar to the brim and given strict instructions:

—“Eat it when you’re still bleeding after the miscarriage! Take one spoonful daily for a month, but before the bleeding stops, eat three spoonfuls each time!”

It was a rare show of firmness from her usually gentle and tender mother. Yet Julia couldn’t bring herself to even say the word “miscarriage.”

After another long pause, just before the silence grew unbearably gloomy, she finally opened her mouth.

“…It’s supposed to be good for you.”

Ariadne noticed the awkward tension immediately.

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