In the side hall, Violet coldly watched Molly, who was earnestly apologizing in front of her. If she didn't know her cousin so well, she might have believed her."Please believe me, Violet," Molly said, her voice sincere. "It was Jessica who came to me in tears, begging me to help her clear her name. I only helped her because I was soft-hearted at the moment. After you left yesterday, Prince Yuvan scolded me for a long time. He said the workshop was meant to benefit women, and I shouldn't be spreading false rumors. I've already realized my mistake. Will you forgive me?"Violet didn't believe a word of it.She didn't believe Molly's claim of helping Jessica out of kindness, nor did she believe that Yuvan would ever say something like "the workshop is meant to benefit women".How had Avis, Carissa's aunt and Yuvan's previous princess consort, met her end? Others might not know, but Violet certainly did.She listened calmly as Molly finished, watching as the last two perfect tears of
The next morning, after court was dismissed, Rafael brought the recently reviewed case files to the royal study for an audience with the king. Along the way, he took the opportunity to give a routine report on the progress of the treason case.Though the case was still unresolved, the Ministry of Justice continued its investigation and submitted periodic updates. At this point, these reports were more procedural than substantive. Suspicion had increasingly focused on Yuvan, yet Salvador hadn't authorized an investigation into him. In fact, he hadn't even publicly addressed the issue. Even after Rafael had spelled things out clearly, the king remained silent.Salvador skimmed through the files Rafael had brought. After hearing the latest developments in the treason case, he commented, "So, it seems there's still no real progress."There could be progress if he said something!Salvador set the files aside. "Well, keep investigating.""Yes, Your Majesty," Rafael responded.Noticing
Wayne let out a quiet sigh. "If it were any other woman, your usual methods would suffice. But Violet isn't just any woman. Ordinary drugs won't work on her."Yuvan raised a brow. "Aren't all these drugs supposed to stir desire? What's different about yours?""Strictly speaking, Your Highness, your usual drug doesn't evoke real desire—it merely awakens physical urges. My concoction, however, is a type of parasitic toxin. It numbs the brain, and after… intimacy, it causes the victim to develop an emotional attachment to their partner," Wayne explained.Yuvan's face lit up with delight. "That sounds like a miracle drug! Why didn't you give it to me sooner? If she becomes attached to me, what I desire will naturally become her desire as well."Wayne smiled bitterly. "Your Highness, this so-called emotional attachment goes against one's free will. It can only last for a short time.""How long?" Yuvan asked."Ten days, maybe half a month at most."Yuvan's eyes gleamed darkly as he to
As dusk settled, two carriages from Hell Monarch Estate arrived promptly at the gates of Edgeview Estate.The moment the carriages pulled up, the gatekeeper hurried to report their arrival. The main gate of Edgeview Estate was even opened to welcome them, showing just how important the occasion was.Molly and Fiona stood at the entrance with Stephanie and Sabrina, ready to greet their guests. Since Violet was a woman, Lucian and Randall didn't come out to join them.The sight of two carriages immediately set Fiona on edge. She was well aware of Yuvan's plans for the night. Only Violet was supposed to be coming—why were two carriages necessary?When Rafael and Carissa stepped out of one of the carriages, Fiona froze and her carefully curated smile faltered.What were they doing here?"I thought you only invited Violet! How did you extend the invitation?" she hissed under her breath, glaring at Molly.However, Molly was visibly pleased with herself. Originally, Yuvan had instructe
Wayne wasn't reassured and continued to advise Yuvan. "Your Highness, once your ambitions are realized, there will be no shortage of women for you to choose from. When that time comes, you might find Violet no different from anyone else.""That's enough." Yuvan's expression darkened.After uttering those words, an unexpected wave of frustration surged within him. It wasn't something he could control—the feeling swelled, crashing over him like a tidal wave until it spilled out."I have lived a simple, restrained life these years. I've kept my desires in check, suppressing my nature and not allowing any mistakes to show. It's not like I haven't been tempted over the years, but I ignored all of it because I knew indulging in pleasures would ruin everything. But Violet Spencer is different. She's the first woman I've desired who also happens to be useful. She's the perfect candidate to help me achieve my goals."Wayne was both alarmed and furious at Yuvan's outburst. For the first ti
Rafael chuckled. "Uncle Yuvan, how could you think I'd be upset with you? Unless, of course, you've done something to wrong me?"Yuvan laughed heartily, waving a hand dismissively in front of Rafael. "Of course not!"He was the first to stride over to his seat, sweeping his cloak aside as he sat down with an air of authority. "Please, sit. No need to stand on ceremony."He was dressed in a finely embroidered surcoat of rich brocade, featuring a golden thread pattern of soaring cranes. A faint touch of color stained his lips, giving them a subtle red hue, and his face radiated with a confident smile.Violet glanced at him, unable to shake the impression that he resembled a peacock spreading its feathers.Once everyone was seated, Wayne entered with Randall and Lucian. The two brothers had been genuinely happy to see Carissa and Rafael earlier, but now there was a noticeable awkwardness in the air. After greeting them, they sat down, their expressions stiff and uncomfortable. They e
Stephanie was initially a bit afraid of Carissa, but when she heard those words, she stood up in a huff and demanded, "Carissa, how can you slander me like this and ruin my reputation? What do you gain from this?"Immediately, Travis barked sharply, "How dare you call the princess consort by her name?"Carissa raised her hand, signaling for Travis to step back.She then looked up at Stephanie, her voice dripping with sarcasm as she said, "I see you're quick to speak harshly, but when your mom was treated so poorly, you didn't utter a word of protest. Why? If you were too scared to speak up, you should have at least served her properly. Don't forget, she gave birth to you."Stephanie was seething with anger. She was about to retort, but when Rafael's cold gaze swept across the room, her anger quickly turned to hesitation.She dared not speak further, though she muttered bitterly, "What does this have to do with you? If you're so capable, why didn't you do something about it? It's e
Yuvan inevitably reprimanded Stephanie and ordered her to return and reflect on her behavior, warning her not to embarrass herself any further. Fiona called for Sabrina and took her along as they left.The moment Fiona stepped out, she signaled her maid to follow Carissa and Violet. While the estate didn't have hidden chambers or prisons, it wasn't a place anyone could wander through at will. Molly was a fool, and Fiona feared she might be used for something she wasn't aware of.Wayne had been quietly observing Rafael. Although he was speaking with Yuvan, his expression clearly showed some displeasure, and his gaze occasionally drifted outside. It was almost like a young couple having a spat—annoyed but still unwilling to let go.And with the flash of anger Carissa had shown just before leaving, it was hard to pretend it was anything but genuine. Wayne was fairly certain that her purpose in coming to Edgeview Estate was to stand up for Avis and vent her frustration. This had likely
Having failed to convince my mother, I went to my father. However, his response was even more severe.They thought I opposed the marriage because I hadn't spent time with Phineas. They were also convinced that since the match was already being arranged, it would be best for him to take me out and build some rapport between us.I didn't want to go, but my mother's maid forced me into the carriage. The maid was also told to watch me closely to ensure I didn't speak out of turn.Phineas looked all polished up, with shiny hair and a face like he had powdered it that morning. He initially showed me some respect, but soon enough, his true nature began to show. He made crude comments about my appearance, saying that if it weren't for my looks and the fact that I was from the Spencer family, he would never have considered marrying me.His condescending attitude made me uncomfortable. If that had been the worst of it, perhaps I would have simply let it go. But on our way back, he pinched me
Startled, I quickly turned around. Not far behind me stood a man, half-hidden in the shade of a tree. He wore a simple black outfit, his figure thin and unkempt, with dark circles beneath his eyes.It was him—the scholar from the bridge who sold paintings, the one Mr. Klein had called a hopeless case, a student who had dropped out to care for a woman."You're speaking nonsense," I exclaimed, wide-eyed, a shiver running through me at the thought of his strange words. "I've never heard of any water demons here. You're just trying to trick me."Though I had no fear of death, I was uneasy at the thought of demons, particularly if they were going to trap me beneath the mud."I'm not lying to you." Cassius stepped forward, his frail frame seeming even more fragile against the breeze. "If you look around, you'll see no one is here. Why else would such a lovely place be devoid of visitors?""That's because the people who come here are not tourists. They come to pray, and they leave once t
After a while, my cousin and her maid returned to find me. I asked the maid to hand thirty copper coins to Cassius. He smiled and thanked me kindly.I thought our meeting was just a chance encounter and I would never see him again. However, to my surprise, during Grandma's birthday celebration a month later, I saw him again.Our family was hosting a grand dinner, and Leonard Klein, a renowned scholar, had come with his apprentices. And there Cassius was, standing among them.In Ebonflow, the rules for social gatherings weren't as strict as in the capital, with women being allowed to be in the front hall during a banquet. Of course, Cassius didn't recognize me. After all, I had been wearing a veil when we first met, so he had only seen my eyes.He didn't stay long. After presenting Grandma with a beautiful painting, he quickly excused himself, saying he had business to attend to at home.Once he left, Mr. Klein spoke of him with a tone of regret, explaining, "He's a clever young man
Anyone who knew me, Liana Spencer, spoke of me with scorn. Even strangers who heard my story would spit on the ground and say I had no shame.Everyone knew that running away with a man was worse than theft or murder. It was a disgrace no family could easily bear.Many asked me the same question: Did I regret it?I never regretted marrying him, but I did carry guilt in my heart. Because of me, the Spencer family's name was dragged through the mud. My brothers, sisters, nieces, and nephews had a much harder time finding good matches because of my choices.As a daughter of the Spencer family, I lived in comfort from the moment I was born. I wore fine dresses, ate the best foods, and was showered with love. My parents doted on me, while my brothers spoiled me terribly.But there was something wrong with me.By the time I was fourteen, I still hadn't gotten my monthly courses. We consulted physician after physician, and I drank countless doses of bitter medicine, day and night. Yet, no
Snow fell softly in the dead of winter, blanketing Victory Pass in white. At that moment, the world seemed to have been made pure again.For years, I wore nothing but a tattered priest's robe. I carried a broken bowl and wandered from place to place, asking for food. I stopped only briefly at temples along the way to rest for a night or two and kneel before the statues to beg for forgiveness.I could have stayed at the first monastery I was sent to. Life there wasn't easy, but it wasn't so hard either. I had warm meals and shelter from the cold. But I knew if I stayed in comfort, I would never wash away my sins.Only by suffering, by staying on the road and bearing the cold, the hunger, the pain, could I find peace in my heart.And so, I came to Victory Pass.My sandals had long since fallen apart. Thick calluses had grown on my feet; I could walk barefoot over rocks and barely feel a thing. Even with every piece of clothing I owned layered over me, the winter cold still cut throug
It was during the Verdant Hunt that Connor fell out of favor with Dad, who scolded him harshly before we left the hunting grounds. Once we returned to the palace, Connor fell ill. Ryan and I were both terribly worried, but Mom was delighted.She held me close that evening, her smile sharper than usual. "After this, your father is sure to be tired of your brother."She told me I must work harder than ever, and to listen closely to the royal chancellor and my uncle."Study better than anyone. Earn their praise. And most importantly, outshine your brother," she said.My heart felt torn. Mom often spoke of the rewards that came with being crown prince, and I won't lie, I was tempted. However, those were all distant things.At the time, I was close to Connor, Ryan, and even our youngest brother, Cecil. We all got along so well. How could I possibly hate my older brother?Those thoughts tangled inside me, day after day. I lost focus. My studies slipped. I made mistakes during riding pra
Before I took the vows and entered the monastery, my name was Caden.From the time I was young, I often heard the same praise whispered around me: "This child is sharp beyond his years—clever, quick-witted, the finest of the three princes."I heard it so often that I came to believe it myself. At times, I even felt proud. But whenever I let that pride rise too high, Mom would bring me back to earth.She would look at me, her eyes soft but filled with something I couldn't quite name—pity, perhaps. And then, she would sigh and say, "What a pity you were born of my womb. If not, you might have risen above that foolish one. But fate favored him, not you."That "foolish one"—I knew well enough who she meant. I had heard her say it so many times in private, though never once in public.It puzzled me greatly as a child. Mom clearly disliked my eldest brother, Connor, more than anyone. Yet, whenever he came near, she would smile warmly and speak kindly. She would even flatter him, calling
Two childhood friends were now each giving their all on very different paths.Clarence had started with herbs, then medicine, and in time, healing became his entire world at Eldermere Keep. At first, it was merely something to pour his heart into, because he knew he would never be allowed to leave the mountain and open a medical hall of his own.But then Ryan came, and afterward, sent Clarence a letter.That letter changed everything.For the first time, Clarence began to hope that maybe, just maybe, he could go down the mountain after all. And once that hope took root, he threw himself into his studies with more energy than ever before. He barely slept, rarely left the apothecary, and sometimes forgot to eat.Because of the pain he had once endured, he focused his efforts on curing injuries and chronic pain. Of course, a good physician had to know more than one thing, so he studied every field without neglecting any.There was a fire inside him now. A quiet flame that had not bur
"Elise, must your mouth run on without end?" Carissa frowned at her daughter, who had been chattering away beside Ryan from the moment he stepped through the door.The little girl's face was flushed from the sun, her hair tangled into a messy nest that made it clear she had only just returned from playing outdoors. She hadn't stopped talking since Ryan came back from his travels, pestering him with questions about what he had seen and done.Elise turned to Carissa with wide eyes, looking up with a face so innocent it could soften stone. She truly had inherited the best features from both her parents."Mom, I haven't seen Ryan in such a long time. Every moment without him felt like an eternity. We've been apart for so long, so of course I have a lot to say to him."Carissa's frown deepened. "And who taught you to speak in such a ridiculous manner? An eternity—where did that come from?""Sage Isaac said it to Aunt Violet. He went back to Meadow Ridge for a few days and said it to her