Boom!
Several blasts of Dragon Breath erupted.
Grand Duke Kunsitan and his coffin were burned to ashes by the Dragon Breath, then scattered across the snowy plain.
Watching her son vanish just like that, Princess Anxia, who had not shed a single tear since arriving, seemed to have finally found an outlet. She threw herself into the snow and wept aloud, wailing her heart out.
"Your Highness, please restrain your grief!" Count Oscro comforted her.
Viscount Meijie supported Count Merlin. After weeping earlier, Count Merlin had washed his face and tied back his hair.
Seeing Princess Anxia like this, he felt even more guilty. Suppressing the pain in his heart, he said, "Your Highness, please restrain your grief!"
Marquis Arno Lieyang also sighed. "Anxia, please restrain your grief. There are still many matters that require you to take charge."
"Your Highness, please restrain your grief!" The surrounding High Nobles stepped forward one after another to offer comfort.
Then every Knight Order repeated the same words: "Your Highness, please restrain your grief."
Princess Kunlaya also threw herself to the ground. Grasping Princess Anxia's hand, she cried, "Mother, don't be afraid. Brother is gone, but you still have me. I'll grow up quickly and protect you, Mother. I won't let anyone bully you!"
"Good, good." Looking at her daughter, Princess Anxia finally found a little strength in her heart.
With the maid's support, she rose to her feet and slowly looked around at the knights. A trace of life returned to her eyes, as though she wanted to fix her gaze upon every knight's face.
Every knight Princess Anxia looked upon could not help straightening his chest, a swell of pride rising within him.
Even Russell was no exception. For one brief moment, he felt that Princess Anxia had met his eyes.