Said No to the Prince and Yes to the King novel Chapter 60

Chapter 60 Something Felt Off

The moment Theodore finished speaking, Margaret was already waving at someone up ahead.

“Hello there, ma’am,” she called out. “Could you tell me if there’s a way out of these woods? Which direction is closest to Breston?”

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An old woman in her sixties–Carol Hale–was slowly walking by with a basket in her hand. She looked up when she heard the voice.

At first, she rubbed her eyes in disbelief. Then she shouted, “What?”

Margaret hurried over and repeated what she’d just said.

Carol finally understood. “Keep walking along this path, and you’ll get out of the woods. But once you’re out, you’ll be in our village–Maplewood Village. You’ve still got a long way to go to reach Breston.”

As she spoke, she glanced over at Theodore, who stood a short distance away.

“This place has been abandoned for years,” she said. “How did you two end up here?”

Margaret smiled, “Long story. My brother and I ran into bandits in the mountains nearby. We’ve been running ever since, and somewhere along the way, we got lost. That’s how we ended up out here. But what about you, ma’am? What brings you here?”

Right after asking, Margaret felt she’d said too much.

She’s carrying a basket. Obviously, she’s got a garden nearby.

Carol didn’t answer the question. Instead, she looked at Margaret with pity. “Bandits? Right here, so close to Breston? That’s terrible.”

Then, without any hesitation, she grabbed Margaret’s hand. “It’s almost dark. You two shouldn’t try to get to Breston tonight. Come rest in our village instead. If you run into those bandits again in the dark, who knows what could happen.”

Margaret glanced back at Theodore. He didn’t react. So she gave a small nod. “Thank you. We really appreciate it.”

“Meeting like this–it’s fate,” Carol said. “If my granddaughter were still with me, she’d be about your age. Just call me Carol.”

She held Margaret’s hand tightly. “Attacked by bandits in broad daylight. You poor thing. The world’s gone cold. Bad people do awful things and get away with it.”

At first, Margaret had only wanted directions.

But holding Carol’s warm hand made her feel something different.

We’re complete strangers. And yet she’s this kind.

It’s hard to say no.

Chapter 60 Something Felt Off

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Before they knew it, they had entered the village. The streets were narrow, lined with houses–not many of them, but each seemed to have its own little yard.

They followed Carol down an alley, passing more houses along the way. Finally, she stopped in front of a rundown yard.

“There’s no inn here,” Carol said. “No big taverns like in the city. If you don’t mind the mess, you can stay at my place tonight. Ever since my granddaughter disappeared, I’ve had an empty bedroom. It’s all yours.”

She pushed open the door, and a cloud of dust flew up.

Margaret waved her hand. “You’re already being so kind to take us in. Why would we mind? But… what happened to your granddaughter?”

Carol had mentioned her twice now. Something felt off.

But Carol didn’t answer. She took her basket and went to wash the vegetables. After that, she headed into the kitchen to cook.

By then, the sky had gone completely dark.

The whole village was pitch black. A few houses had lights on, but only dim ones.

In Carol’s house, just two candles were burning.

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