Chapter 546: The Seed of Fear
His voice choked, his expression full of guilt, "Gracia, in this life, I have wronged you."
He didn't know how things had come to this, with both of them buried in a tomb together, producing such a strange occurrence.
Gracia Euphemia smiled faintly, "Prince, I am fortunate to have married you in this life. I have no regrets in joining the Prince Palace."
She exuded an air of elegance and nobility, the result of her upbringing in an aristocratic family, and every gesture she made carried a natural grace.
"Gracia..."
Seeing that there was no resentment in her eyes, the Prince dropped his sword to the ground, crouched down and covered his eyes with his hands, the sorrow and anger emanating from his body filled the tomb.
Piers Newman and the others were affected; their hearts felt inexplicably stifled and uncomfortable.
"Heaven and Earth are Yin and Yang, all things have their karma; I now wish to peer into karma and turn back the clock!"