Reborn I Refuse To Save The Traitors (Margaery) novel Chapter 104

**Chapter 104: Kneel And Lick Her Shoes**

Margaery squinted, her gaze sharp as she tucked the marriage contract securely against her chest, as if shielding it from prying eyes. The weight of the document felt heavy, both physically and emotionally, a reminder of the precarious position she found herself in.

Amber, sitting nearby, felt a twinge of hunger gnawing at her stomach. Noticing that Margaery had abandoned her meal, she reached for a walnut pastry, the flaky crust crumbling as she took a bite. With her cheeks stuffed like a chipmunk, she mumbled, “It’s really odd, isn’t it? Why would he not just kick us out but also send us food?” Her eyes sparkled with curiosity, the pastry momentarily forgotten as she pondered the peculiar behavior of the Chancellor.

“Especially since you mentioned he must know you’re not his biological child. Yet, since he learned the truth, things have taken a turn for the better. It’s baffling! I can’t wrap my head around it!” Amber continued, her voice laced with bewilderment.

Margaery, however, remained composed, her mind racing with clarity. “It makes sense if you think about it. He’s worked hard to climb to this position and understands the significance of maintaining connections.” She paused, reflecting on her own precarious situation. “Had I not been a disciple of the Chapel of Wisdom, had I not been the Star of Fortune, and had Clyde not been injured, we would have been the ones thrown out of the Chancellor’s estate, and it would have been far worse.”

Amber shivered at the thought, her mind racing with the implications. “So, does that mean he’s trying to win you over?”

Margaery nodded slowly, her heart heavy with the weight of the truth. “Fortunately, Lady Margaery, you have someone to protect you now,” Amber said, her eyes brightening with hope. “I wonder if Prince Dashnell will come today. He promised to bring a birthday gift for the matriarch of the Hadley family on your behalf. I can’t even imagine what he might choose.”

As she munched on the pastry, her cheeks puffed out, she looked almost comical, like a little squirrel storing away nuts for winter. Margaery couldn’t help but smile at her innocence, but it was a bittersweet smile, tinged with nostalgia.

Once upon a time, she had been filled with such innocence, too. But the cost of her experiences had been steep, and the memories were heavy on her heart. She longed for a day when she could whisk Amber away from this life, allowing her to remain untouched by the harsh realities of the world, where she could live freely and joyfully.

“He will prepare something special,” Margaery finally said, her voice steady as she forced herself to focus on the present. She turned her gaze towards the window, where the winter sunlight filtered through, casting a dull glow over the icy landscape outside. The world beyond was colder than it had been during the snowstorms, and the wind howled like a mournful spirit.

Deep down, Margaery recognized her own vulnerability. She couldn’t face the entire Chancellor’s estate alone, and thus, she had turned to Dashnell for support, exhausting the favor he had once promised her. This was not merely a gift for the Hadley family; it was a lifeline for her.

As these thoughts swirled in her mind, a tumult of emotions washed over her. For now, she had Dashnell to lean on, but the uncertainty of her situation without him loomed large. Could she truly rely on herself and Raul? The path ahead appeared daunting and fraught with challenges.

For many, a solid family background provided a foundation of support. But for Margaery, her lineage felt like an oppressive weight, a mountain that pressed down upon her, suffocating her hopes and dreams.

***

At that moment, Sarah burst into Sunbeam Court, her face flushed with urgency.

“Lady Tessa, something bizarre is happening at Gracewind Garden!” she exclaimed, her eyes wide with disbelief. “Lord Chancellor went there again, but instead of scolding anyone like he usually does, he brought Lady Margaery her favorite walnut pastries and smiled broadly!”

“What did you just say!?” Tessa’s voice rose in astonishment, her expression a mix of shock and confusion.

In her time at the estate, Raul had never shown any concern for Margaery’s well-being, let alone gone out of his way to send her food. Such behavior was utterly unfathomable, especially following the results of the blood test. Tessa stared at Sarah, convinced she must have misheard.

Sarah, still reeling from Raul’s unexpected kindness, felt a twinge of fear at Tessa’s reaction. She hurriedly clarified, “I mean it! Lord Chancellor has suddenly started treating Lady Margaery with kindness.”

“The maids in the courtyard said he has visited Gracewind Garden twice this morning, and both times he was exceptionally cordial,” she added, her voice trembling with the weight of the news.

Tessa observed Sarah closely, sensing a shift in her demeanor. In the past, she would have brushed off such news, saying, “After all, Father watched over Margaery as she grew up; it’s only natural for him to favor her.” But now, Tessa’s disbelief was palpable.

Seeing Sarah’s bewildered expression, Tessa realized she had reacted impulsively. Lowering her gaze, she murmured, “It’s only normal for Father to treat her well, especially after her injury and her willingness to give me her blood.”

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