Chapter 382: The Gunman and His Gun

**Emma’s POV:** “I don’t want to push things too far, Father, Mother,” I began, trying to keep my voice calm but firm. “I’ve tried everything before—being nice, being patient, even crying and begging for your understanding. But my kindness and vulnerability only ever seemed to invite more harm and insatiable greed from you.” I looked at them both, their faces a mix of indignation and shock. “This will be the last time I meet you over something so trivial and pointless. I’ll come home during the holidays, as is customary, so you don’t need to worry about that. But if you persist in being unreasonable the next time you visit, I won’t hesitate to involve Grandfather. I doubt he’ll take kindly to you causing such a scene in the palace.” Their stunned silence spoke volumes. Without waiting for a response, I turned and left the room, leaving them to grapple with my words. --- **Thelma’s POV:** With many nobles and city leaders having returned to their territories after the re