CHAPTER HUNDRED SEVENTY-NINE

Roseline’s pov

There was no doubt in my mind that my father would have already started a search for me, it wouldn’t be a difficult task to find me. The fallen battalion he had assigned to me would make it easier, I felt really bad, I had taken an army and had all of them slayed. That was my only regret, I had dragged a young commander and his whole army to their death. If I had died alone or got captured without the whole battalion being wiped out, it would have been a completely different case. The night I was imprisoned, I had cried bitterly, but not for myself, not for the dark and scary cell I had been locked up in, but for my fallen army. It was a burden of guilt in my heart and it would remain so for a very long time.

Before I had left the mansion, Anna had rushed towards me with a small sac in her hand, before she got to me, I already knew she was going to scold me from the look in her eyes. I had braced myself with a knowing smile on my face.

“I won’t even start to talk about