Chapter 385

After speaking, Eleanor cast an emotionless glance at Robert, lying not far away. He lay there quietly, his face serene, almost as if he had made peace with the world. If Eleanor hadn’t known that his heart was still beating, she might have believed he was already gone. The thought tightened her chest, and her fingers subconsciously curled into fists. A determined light flashed in her eyes. She would make Robert better. No matter the cost. "Take good care of him. I'll be back shortly," Eleanor instructed Jacob, her voice calm yet commanding. There was a finality in her tone that made Jacob uneasy. Jacob nodded, though his heart was in turmoil. A sudden, dreadful thought crossed his mind. “My lady, you’re not… You’re not going to Samuel, are you?” he stammered, his voice tinged with alarm. “You can’t go alone! Samuel is cunning, dangerous. If you go alone, I fear…” Eleanor’s gaze hardened. “I must.” Her voice was resolute, leaving no room for argument. Jacob’s expression grew unusually