When Petals Meet The Blade (Priscilla and Waldo) novel Chapter 131

Chapter 131

Hughle didn’t mean to sound discouraging, but the truth was Garbisch was a force to be reckoned with only slightly less skilled than Walde not by much.

In a five–man team, losing a fighter like Garbisch would be a massive blow.

And it wasn’t just Prince Leon’s team they had to worry about–Leon had returned with two masters at his side and would surely compete this year

Even Davon House had been sharpening their swords in the dark. Davon had spent years cultivating his own elite fighters; their strength was not to be underestimated either.

If Garbisch truly left Waldo House and joined Davon’s team, the balance would shift dramatically–and not in their favor.

Hughie exhaled heavily before suggesting, “Consort Adele has invited Miss Yates to the palace tonight. Perhaps… she could still persuade her.

Everyone knew Garbisch only listened to Jessica. If Jessica agreed, Garbisch would follow without hesitation.

“You dare try asking Jessica?” Priscilla snapped, her eyes flashing as she glared at Waldo.

Waldo, who had only just regained her after so much turmoil, didn’t dare utter a single word of protest.

Hughie looked between the two, feeling utterly torn.

‘Consort Adele is still trying to win Jessica over… but if His Highness can’t even speak to the Yates family because of Priscilla, aren’t we just tying our own

hands?‘

Priscilla scoffed coldly. “What, do you think the Yates family is the only one in the world who knows how to ride and shoot?”

Her tone was dripping with disdain. “Besides, have you seen what a wreck Garbisch has become? Neither man nor woman–what strength could he possibly have left to compete?”

“Priscilla…” Hughie frowned, deeply displeased.

Garbisch had spent years fighting bloody battles alongside Waldo, earning honor and glory on the battlefield. Hughie respected him–as did many others. To hear Priscilla tear him down so viciously, without the slightest trace of guilt, left a sour taste even in Hughie’s mouth. No wonder so many soldiers resented her in secret.

She had no shame in hurting others, and now she dared to publicly humiliate a wounded hero.

Even Hughie, loyal to Waldo, found it hard to stomach.

But Waldo said nothing–so Hughie kept silent too.

Priscilla sneered. “Did you all forget?” she said, arching an eyebrow. “They call me the Desert Rose for a reason.”

Waldo’s expression shifted slightly. That nickname had spread only recently; he hadn‘

taken it to heart.

Still, after nearly losing her today, he didn’t dare contradict a single word she said.

“Then you mean…?” he asked carefully.

thought much of it at the time, but now it was clear Priscilla had

Priscilla lifted her chin, her voice carrying a haughty edge. “My riding and archery skills are unrivaled in Sandspire. You just never gave me a chance to show you.”

She gave a soft, scornful snort. “You’ve seen Raul’s skills, haven’t you?”

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Chapter 131