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
Evelyn was still lost in her overwhelming mix of joy and sorrow. She clung to Isaac's sleeve, her gaze greedy as if she couldn't seem to get enough of him. Her tears never stopped. "Can you forgive me, son? I truly didn't know... I've avenged you, I swear. Please, forgive me, won't you?"Isaac was silent for a long moment before he finally shook his head. "Madam Prince, Seraphina is dead. However, he didn't die in that fire. Not long after he was sent to Gravelstone Peak, he was tortured to death. Reverend Lazarus made him do backbreaking work, and he was beaten and abused. In the end, he was left to die. He was thrown out like garbage and devoured by wolves.""That's impossible!" Evelyn's eyes widened in disbelief. "You admitted it before, so why are you telling me something different now? You're still angry at me, aren't you?"Isaac pulled his hand back, his expression becoming calm. "I was a novice priest at the temple, the same as him. I was close to him, so I know what happ
Isaac and Violet walked side by side along the wide street, leading their horses. The night breeze was gentle, clearing away the last remnants of the alcohol from the evening."I was impulsive tonight," Violet admitted with a hint of regret. "I shouldn't have dragged you there.""It's fine," Isaac replied."What's going through your mind? Are you planning to acknowledge them?""No." Isaac smiled, his expression becoming noticeably more relaxed. "She invited me and Madam Zoey inside, and talked for a long time. But not once did she ask me how I've been these years. Not once did she ask how I was after being taken away. She was just explaining and trying to clear her name.""Is that so?"Isaac ran a hand through his slightly disheveled hair, his carefree demeanor returning. "I remember my first time leaving the mountain. I was away for a month, and when I came back, Sage Adrian and Sage Everett surrounded me. They asked me a lot of stuff—what I ate, who I met, what inns I stayed
Carissa and the others had been waiting for Isaac and Violet's return. When they heard that they had gone to Silverstone Estate and laid everything out, Carissa couldn't help but feel uneasy. The situation with the Earl of Silverstone's family was complicated right now."Don't worry, we didn't reconcile or formally acknowledge each other," Isaac reassured Carissa with a light pat on the shoulder and a brief smile. "At first, it was moving, but then it just seemed...insincere."On the way back, he found himself reflecting more and more on the scene with Evelyn. The more he thought about her words, the clearer everything became.Compared to Caspian's sincere display of emotion, every word Evelyn spoke had felt like it was meant for herself, not for him. It also explained why she never asked how he had been or cared about his well-being—she was only concerned with whether he and Zoey believed her story, not with him as a person.Carissa frowned, confused, and looked at Violet for clar
Unexpectedly, Oliver learned that Barrett had arrived at the Southern Frontier and personally appointed him as a household soldier in Redstone Manor.Redstone Manor's household soldiers were mainly responsible for handling all of Oliver's travel arrangements and ensuring his safety. This was especially important because enemy assassins often tried to infiltrate and target the marshal. While such threats had never materialized during Oliver's tenure, there had been quite a few attempts during Hector and Rafael's time.Oliver had already learned from Evelyn that Barrett had divorced Viola. Regardless of how Oliver felt about his sister, Barrett's actions were an affront to him. Given his current position, Barrett's treatment of his sister was nothing less than a challenge to his authority.Thus, he summoned Barrett and immediately set the latter to menial tasks—fetching water, chopping wood, sweeping the courtyard, and even serving food in the kitchen.Barrett obeyed the orders wordl
Perhaps Oliver wanted Barrett to see how grand and impressive his presence was, with people surrounding him and giving him attention whenever he entered or left. After showing off enough, he finally called for Barrett to meet him.In less than two years at the Southern Frontier, Oliver had gained a lot of weight. Though he wasn't exactly obese, his double chin was visible as he sat in the grand tiger-skin-covered armchair.He looked down from his lofty position, his eyes filled with a condescending superiority."I've heard about what happened between you and Viola," Oliver began slowly, his voice carrying the authority of someone in power. "It's just as well. A man as ordinary as you never deserved to be with my sister."Barrett bowed and lowered his head, keeping his expression neutral, answering only with a soft murmur. He said nothing more.Oliver sneered, his voice sharp as he reprimanded Barrett, "I never expected you to be so useless. You were made deputy commander of the Ni
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