The Weight Of Leaving by Riven Kade novel Chapter 38

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“How can this be…” Edmund gasped, coughing dark blood, his body swaying.

Lady Eleanor stood pale beside him, muttering. “It should not be thus… Were not the tales of his barrenness and frailty

mere falsehoods?”

She cried out, “Find Margaret Eldwood! By any means, bring her to wed the prince!”

“Would the queen claim a knight’s wife for her son?” a deep voice called from the door. “She might first ask my consent.”

All eyes widened, turning in shock and fear.

“Sir Roland!” a servant gasped. “Has the knight been spared by God’s grace?”

Murmurs and cries filled the hall.

I supported Sir Roland, but he refused my aid, frail yet resolute, drawing me close as a shield. I felt his trembling, a mix

of mirth and vexation stirring within me.

Barely roused from his fever, he insisted on facing the crown to defend my honor–foolish, yet endearingly so.

The queen, mastering her astonishment, spoke with fervent hope. “Sir Roland, I would not sunder a lawful union save to preserve my son,” she said. “Edmund lies at death’s door. If your lady could save him, I would offer my prayers in atonement once he is restored.”

Every gaze fell upon me, expectant, unyielding.

I remained calm.

This moment had played in my mind countless times.

Without my betrothal to Edmund, his death was certain.

Even wed to Roland, should Edmund falter, the queen would compel me to his side.

Such is the royal will. Thus, I had planned…

I spoke softly. “If I could save the prince, I would, yet…”

“Yet what?” the queen demanded, eyes fierce. “Name your price, and it is yours!”

She glanced at Eleanor. “Save my son, and I’ll name you sole princess. Even her child shall be yours to raise, known only

as your own.”

Eleanor paled, clutching Edmund’s hand, sobbing. “My love, If I had such power, I’d offer my life for yours. But I cannot I’ll pray in the chapel, begging God’s mercy.”

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Edmund ignored her, his eyes fixed on me, dazed and pleading.

I curved my lips, feigning sorrow. “Alas, the gift of blessed fertility is spent but once. I have restored Sir Roland and likely bear his child. I am now as any woman, unable to bestow such grace again.”

The hall fell silent, the queen collapsing into her seat. “Then… summon another from her village,” she stammered.

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