Viola's tears flowed uncontrollably. "But Barret is so useless!" she argued, her voice shaking. "He's gone off to become a lowly soldier! How will I ever show my face again? I just didn't want to degrade myself. When Carissa wanted a divorce, she even went as far as to ask for a royal edict. You could see how determined she was. How can I lose to her?"Poppy wanted to say that it was much harder for Viola to face people now, but she didn't dare to say it out loud. Instead, she said, "There's no comparison to be made. Everyone has their own path. Some may be less fortunate than Lady Carissa, but others might be luckier. Even if she has the upper hand now, does that mean she's unbeatable?"Viola's bitterness deepened. "Why didn't you ever say these things to me before?""Because you wouldn't have listened," Poppy replied. Then, she pulled the curtains down and said to the coachman, "Sir, we may go now."Viola sank back against the embroidered cushion, her mind heavy with unease. Su
However, the report from Silverstone Estate's steward Bernard struck Zoey as strange.The properties she had sold had quickly been taken over by someone, and the price they paid was quite high—higher than the market rate by a good 20 percent.Zoey had managed the household for many years, overseeing property transactions several times. Typically, deals followed market trends, with a property or two occasionally sold for a bit more. But recently, every property she had sold had been at prices well above what was normal. It left her feeling uneasy.She even wondered if Carissa had found out she was selling her property and thought she was desperate for money, and so offered a high price.Zoey asked the steward for the sale agreements. When she saw the buyer's name—Yves Gardner—she didn't recognize it."Does Hell Monarch Estate have a steward with that name?" Zoey asked Bernard."I've never heard of the name," Bernard replied."Then what's the deal with this buyer?" Zoey asked, a
After Jacob and Luke's investigation, they learned that the situation wasn't as simple as it first appeared.According to Kyle, Adrian's initial investigation showed that David had believed Isaac brought him good fortune, but it cost him his health. Despite seeking treatment from many renowned physicians in the capital, none could cure Isaac. Eventually, he was sent to a temple for healing.This suggested that David did care for the child, as a dad would, and it was common for the youngest child to receive the most affection.However, based on what Luke had learned from the elderly stewards and servants working for the Earl of Silverstone's extended family, David in truth despised Isaac deeply. The servants couldn't recall his attitude at the very beginning, but it was clear David had treated Isaac poorly over time.They even gave examples of such situations.During Vincent's birthday celebration, Isaac—who was then called Seraphina—was carried into the banquet by Vincent himself.
Kyle chased after Isaac, calling out as he caught up. Isaac waved him off, continuing to walk ahead. "Don't say anything. It's not worth mentioning.""Isaac, this is just our guess. It might not be true," Kyle said, knowing his younger guild member well. Isaac never spoke of his discomfort but would always seek solitude when troubled."It's fine, really. I'll just go have a drink," Isaac replied with a grin. "It's rare that the autumn wind is blowing, and the weather's perfect. A drink is what's needed—preferably with some beautiful company."Violet stepped forward and grabbed his wrist. "Come on, let's go drink then."It was only now that Violet realized Isaac wasn't the child of a concubine. Evelyn was his mom, and he had the same parents as Oliver and Viola."The place I'm going isn't appropriate for you," Isaac said, not wanting Violet to follow.Violet ignored him and kept a tight grip on his arm. "I'll settle the bill for you.""I have money. You don't need to follow me,
Before long, the two drunken figures arrived at Silverstone Estate. Knowing Violet's status, the gate was opened for them even at this late hour. Since Zoey was still recovering, a servant went to inform Caspian and Luna.Both Caspian and Luna were surprised. What could Violet want at this hour?"She brought a man with her? Who is this man?" Caspian asked, confused.The gatekeeper hesitated before answering, "I've never seen him before, Mr. Caspian. His attitude isn't the best—he came in looking around and even kicked over two chairs. He was muttering about being treated unfairly and how someone had gone too far."Caspian frowned. "Is he here to cause trouble? Could it be someone Viola offended?"Caspian had grown wary. Whenever trouble came knocking, his first thought was always that Viola had something to do with it."I don't think so," the gatekeeper said. After a moment of hesitation, he cautiously added, "He was cursing Madam Evelyn and...and the late master."Caspian, bein
Caspian pointed an accusing finger at Isaac and shouted angrily, "What nonsense are you spouting? When has my mom ever abandoned her son? My brother and I are both fine!""You all are fine, but what about me?!" Isaac yelled, his voice cracking with fury. He had put too much force behind the shout, and his stomach and throat reacted painfully. Clutching his stomach, he crouched down, using all his strength to hold back the swirling alcohol in his gut.Caspian stood there, stunned for a moment, as if the words hadn't fully registered. Then, as though something had clicked into place, his eyes widened in disbelief. He stared at Isaac, his face pale with shock.Zoey suddenly recalled something from the past. It was something she had learned when she first entered the family—Evelyn had borne three sons.The youngest had fallen ill, and no matter how hard they tried, the child didn't recover. He was sent to a temple to be cared for, but a fire broke out and the boy perished in the flam
It was as if some unseen force had taken hold of Evelyn. Despite her unsteady steps, she suddenly moved with surprising speed, leaving Jane and Rosie struggling to keep up.Evelyn could hear nothing but the rush of her heartbeat. Before her, the courtyard faded away. What remained was the vision that had burned in her heart for years—the blazing fire and the haunting screams that filled the air.Back then, people had dragged and pulled her, and she could do nothing but watch helplessly as the fire devoured everything.Her youngest son—gone, consumed by those flames.They had pulled out so many bodies, and yet, she couldn't tell which one was his.She had cried until she lost consciousness, over and over. However, never had she dared to think or hope—that perhaps, just perhaps, her son had survived. He had been so weak and sickly, barely able to walk without help. How could he have escaped that inferno?As Evelyn reached the main courtyard, there was only one figure she could se
Zoey helped Evelyn drink the herbal soup, then sat down with Isaac to listen to what she had to say."Back then, I was deceived," Evelyn began. "I thought the priest, Reverend Lazarus, told David that Seraphina would bring him good luck. At the time, David seemed to care for Seraphina deeply. When Seraphina fell ill, that man was more anxious than anyone and ran around looking for physicians and treatments. But Seraphina's condition only got worse. By the time he turned five, he could barely get out of bed."Evelyn's voice faltered, the pain of those memories still raw in her chest."Reverend Lazarus said that if we didn't do something, Seraphina wouldn't last a month. He advised sending him to the temple at Gravelstone Peak and praying for the gods' blessing, giving him a chance to live past 18. Once Seraphina made it past that age, his life would be smooth sailing from then on.""Your grandfather disagreed. He thought it was all nonsense. But then David brought Reverend Lazarus t
Clifford's eyes gleamed with a sharp light. "Very well. Let's hear some of your self-righteous words."Salvador, ever the suspicious soul, had always been wary of the Hell Monarch's household. Even if Carissa hadn't risen for women's rights, Salvador would still remain cautious of her.How could Carissa not know Clifford's intentions? From the moment he asked, she knew it was a trap.Before she could respond, Clifford sneered and added, "You can always start by flattering King Salvador. Praise him for how he treats women under his rule. As long as your conscience is clear, feel free to do so."Carissa was infuriated, but she wasn't willing to be baited. She met his mocking, challenging gaze. "Don't make assumptions. That's not the same thing at all. You think people are ignorant and narrow-minded as they can't understand your preferences, so you resort to extreme measures to gain their approval. But that's your personal problem. You can't speak for others like you, and you're not
Gerald and Clifford met in the Supreme Court's interrogation room. They sat across from each other, an old wooden table between them. Carissa sat behind the scribe's desk, not far from them. Even if they spoke in hushed tones, she could hear every word clearly.The only sounds in the room were the quiet rustle of breath, the steady beat of hearts, and occasionally, the almost imperceptible sound of a sigh.Yet, no words passed between them.Neither of them exchanged even a fleeting glance. It was as if they were two strangers who were forced to sit together—distant, indifferent.Carissa wondered if it was her presence that made things so strained, though she could not leave. All she could do was endure the awkward silence alongside them.At last, Gerald asked, "Why?"Gerald was truly baffled, struggling to reconcile the person before him with the image of someone he thought he knew. No matter how he looked at Clifford, he could not align the two.Clifford clasped his hands tog
As Carissa returned to the Capital Guard Headquarters the next morning, Heather intercepted her at the door.It had been a long while since Carissa had last seen Heather. In fact, it seemed Heather had kept herself mostly secluded lately.Since Harvey had been brought back to the capital, his son Lennon Sanford had not been captured, but Chester's forces continued their search. It was almost certain that the boy would be caught soon enough.Heather, anxious that Lennon might be implicated and face the same brutal punishment of beheading, rushed to Carissa for help.Carissa knew Heather had already tried appealing to Leona when Harvey was first brought back. She had asked Leona to talk to Carissa on her behalf. Yet Leona had refused, and she never mentioned the matter to Carissa. Carissa only learned of this from Alana."Carissa!" Heather hurried toward her, her face frantic with worry. "I need to speak with you. Could we find a quiet place to talk?""I have matters to attend to.
In her study, Carissa wrote a letter. Then, she handed it to Jacob with instructions to have it delivered to Rafael in the Southern Frontier.She knew the situation in the Southern Frontier. Victor was amassing troops but neither attacking nor retreating, keeping things in a stalemate.Everyone knew that Victor was just stalling. He had been given a military order to invade the Southern Frontier, but since Nicholas had failed, he could not return with any captured cities or military achievements to report.If Victor made a hasty retreat now, he would likely lose more than just his position—his life might be forfeited as well. He attempted to forge alliances with the nomads, hoping to find a way out—perhaps a way to secure his future or an escape from certain doom.The nomads, tired of conflict, had no interest in picking sides. Caught in the middle, they were doing everything they could to remain neutral, refusing to aid either side. If they really had to choose, they would choos
At precisely three in the afternoon, the long execution block was brought forward. The block was forged from ironwood, solid and unyielding. It was the only one of its kind in Starhaven, used solely for execution by Torso Cleaving.The block had been kept in storage for years.Augustus had once deemed the act of Torso Cleaving too brutal. Even those who committed the most grievous offenses were spared this form of execution. Yet, the punishment had not been abolished. It remained a tool to strike fear into the hearts of would-be traitors.The cruelty of Torso Cleaving lay in the fact that after a person was cleaved in two, the upper body could still crawl, struggle, and leave behind a bloody trail.Normally, Torso Cleaving wasn't meant to be witnessed by the public. But treason, betraying the kingdom, and plotting to overthrow the throne were considered unforgivable crimes. Salvador didn't know how many people had dealings with the traitors, and some conspirators were too deepl
The capital guards escorted Evelyn, Zoey, and Viola up to the execution platform. Evelyn's legs trembled, and she couldn't muster any strength. Her tears flowed uncontrollably, blurring her vision to the point that she could no longer see clearly."You foolish boy!" Evelyn let out a mournful cry, raising her hand and slapping Oliver's face. "You've disgraced your grandfather and your father! How can you face them in the afterlife?"Her slap lacked force; even as she exerted every ounce of her strength, Oliver barely felt the sting.Caught in a whirlwind of panic, Oliver's mind raced. Seeing his mom before him, he seemed to have found a lifeline in a stormy sea. He cried desperately, "Mom, save me! Please save me!"Evelyn, near exhaustion from her sorrow, could barely speak. "You've committed an unforgivable crime! How can I save you now? His Majesty once showed favor to you—how could you betray such grace?""Mom, I know I was wrong! I know it now!" Oliver cried, tears streaming do
After Evelyn finished crying, she didn't say much. However, she stubbornly insisted on going to deliver Oliver his final meal. Her eyes were swollen and her voice was thick with congestion, nearly a rasp. "I know the court allows family to see their loved ones before execution," she said, her tone strained. "I don't want anything else—just this one thing. I need to see him and make sure he's fed. I don't want him to die hungry and become a vengeful spirit."Tears began to fall once more as she cast a tearful glance at Zoey. "You have children, too. You should understand what it means to be a mother. To the world, he may be seen as the greatest of villains. But to me, he will always be that helpless child that hasn't changed."Zoey remained silent for a long moment, then finally said, "Mother, do you know how the final meeting is arranged? It is at the execution ground. Are you sure you want to see him getting decapitated?"Evelyn trembled, her body shaking with emotion. "You must
When Carissa went to the palace to deliver her report, she also expressed her sympathy for Zoey besides presenting the confession. She didn't hide her admiration for Zoey in her words.Despite her difficult life, Zoey still had a kind heart. She continuously gave out food and medicine. Even though her whole family now lived in Skye Embroidery, she never asked for the money she had given away to be returned.Furthermore, Zoey had shown great courage and moral integrity. She had publicly condemned her kin for the sake of the greater good—a rare quality that many men, even among the nobility, could not aspire to.Recognizing the need for such an example to inspire his people, Salvador immediately issued an edict praising Zoey. He granted her 100 gold coins and a residence.As for the exiled men from the Prince family, they could return to the capital after the Southern Frontier won the battle, along with the Hell Monarch.Zoey had turned an impossible situation around. Now, who would
Oliver was a notorious criminal, and he should have been sent directly to the Supreme Court. However, Carissa took a different route. She had him detained at the Capital Guard headquarters, where he was to be interrogated first. Afterward, she planned to report the matter to Salvador. She would credit Zoey for her tip, and then plead for Caspian and Cedric to be allowed to return to the capital as soon as possible.Celeste was still detained in the Capital Guard headquarters. If she and Oliver met, it might uncover more secrets—such as just how deeply the Spencer family's collateral branch was involved in this mess.The two prisoners were held in adjacent cells, separated by only a narrow iron bar. When their eyes met for the first time, both faces changed instantly.On the way here, Oliver kept cursing Zoey for betraying him. But when he saw Celeste, he completely forgot about Zoey. He snarled, his teeth clenched. "You wretched woman, look at you now! It's true—bad people get w