The urgent sealed report stated that Oliver had abandoned his post before the battle. Rumors were spreading like wildfire across the Southern Frontier, shaking the troops' morale. Desertions had begun, and even the soldiers who were originally stationed in the Southern Frontier were showing signs of unease and retreat.Louis reported these things in the urgent sealed report, requesting the court to appoint a commander who could stabilize the situation. Without strong leadership, the loss of the Southern Frontier would not be an exaggeration.Salvador's face darkened as he scanned the room. "Nominate a general to take command at the Southern Frontier," he ordered coldly.The gathered officials exchanged hesitant glances.Aside from the Hell Monarch, only one other candidate had the reputation to command such a critical campaign—Dominic Sullivan. Unfortunately, Dominic had been stripped of his rank.As for the remaining generals—whether it was the aging Tyler, the young Thomas,
Ever since being confined to Everspring Palace, Kylie hadn't set foot outside its gates.However, after years of maneuvering and influence within the court, news of major events always found its way to her, even in isolation.Today's whispers were no different. She had heard about Jeremiah's bold suggestion that Salvador personally lead the army.The thought alone sent her heart racing, excitement and anticipation surging through her veins. If Salvador were to lead the army himself, he would have no choice but to appoint a crown prince before leaving. And at this moment, there was no other contender but Connor—the eldest prince.It seemed to Kylie as though the Hell Monarch's sudden illness couldn't have come at a better time.As her initial excitement subsided, she forced herself to think clearly. This development, as promising as it seemed, might not come to fruition. Salvador had been absent from the battlefield for years. Would he really risk his safety to go now?Besides
When Connor was sent to Derek, Kylie smiled and said, "It's too early today. Prince Connor hasn't fully woken up yet. Please keep an eye on him on the way and remind him not to get confused or behave improperly in front of His Majesty."After speaking, Lydia stepped forward and discreetly handed over a banknote.However, Derek didn't take it. Bowing slightly, he replied respectfully, "Your Majesty, there's no need to worry. There's no question of improper behavior. His Majesty simply wanted to see his son and sent me to fetch him."Derek was well-versed in reading people's intentions, and it was clear Kylie was fishing for hints about what Salvador might ask Connor. She hoped Derek could coach the boy during the journey on how to respond properly.In the past, Derek might have quietly accepted such a gesture. Yet, today was different. Kylie's smile faltered for a moment, but she quickly recovered and responded, "Then I'll leave it in your hands, Mr. Walker. Thank you for your tro
The inkpot didn't hit Connor—Derek had made sure to step in and block it. At this crucial moment, Connor couldn't afford to make any mistakes.Even though it hadn't struck him, the boy was terrified. He burst into loud, uncontrollable sobs.Salvador's fury was unrelenting. "At your age, I could recite The Thousand Verses with ease! You can't even manage two proper lines! From now on, you'll live in your grandmother's palace."Connor's wails grew louder at the decree. "No! I don't want to go! I want to stay with Mom! I hate Grandmother!"He truly did hate visiting Victoria. Every time he went to see her, she would drill him on his studies—just like his dad. Connor despised being questioned about reading and lessons. Why did everyone insist he study all the time?"Take him away! Send him to Serenity Palace immediately," Salvador ordered coldly.Giovanni promptly summoned two young chamberlains to escort Connor to Serenity Palace.Salvador's face turned red with anger, but in his h
There was no morning court the following day. Salvador, who had not rested the previous night, gathered the officials to continue discussing the situation at the Southern Frontier.No one could offer anything beyond the suggestion of his personal involvement in the campaign. The men recommended for command were, frankly, unsuitable.Salvador was deeply worried and furious, and vented his frustration at them. "The court is full of capable people, yet no one is helpful when it matters! You all live off my support but never worry about my problems. What good are you?"The entire court, both civil and military officials, remained silent, feeling helpless.What else could they offer? Salvador constantly urged the promotion of younger military officers, yet he never considered those already within the Hell Monarch Army or the Sinclair Army's ranks. Instead, he had promoted Oliver, a man long absent from the battlefield. No one from Louis' group had even been considered.Salvador's eyes
With the royal edict in her hands, Carissa replied, "Your Majesty, Prince Rafael never had any serious illness. After deceiving Mr. Lester and Mr. Walker, he didn't go to Meadow Ridge. Instead, he headed straight for the Southern Frontier."Salvador's brow furrowed. This was one of his greatest concerns. "So, you were both aware of the situation in the Southern Frontier beforehand?"Carissa shook her head. "No, he didn't know Mr. Prince would desert the battle. He only went because he was concerned."She took a step closer and continued, "He was concerned because those soldiers in the Southern Frontier are his comrades. Together, they had driven the Sandorian forces out of Simonton City. They risked their lives, fought in bloody battles, and some even lost their lives, all for a common goal—to reclaim the Southern Frontier."When it was finally won, His Highness handed over the command with pride. But now the Sandorians are returning, with suspicions of collusion with traitors wi
Outside the hall, Derek was drenched in cold sweat, his legs trembling. Even when Carissa emerged, he felt his heart still hanging in the air, uncertain and uneasy. Salvador had not exploded in anger as Derek had expected—that, in itself, was a shock.Wiping the sweat from his brow, Derek bowed respectfully as Carissa passed.Carissa spoke quietly, just loud enough for the two of them to hear. "Don't worry, Mr. Walker."Derek felt a pang in his chest. "Take care, Commander Sinclair."Once she was gone, Derek returned to the hall to attend to the king. He couldn't resist stealing a glance at Salvador. To his astonishment, Salvador's face seemed to hold a note of happiness—something Derek had never anticipated. Earlier, when he had sent Connor off to Serenity Palace, Salvador had spoken of the Hell Monarch's journey to the Southern Frontier as if it were all part of a grand scheme. So why was he suddenly in a good mood now?Truly, the mind of a king was difficult to read.Salva
Lydia wasn't able to see Connor herself. Instead, she heard from the servants of Serenity Palace that Connor was busy copying the Thousand Verses. Victoria had forbidden anyone from interrupting him.Lydia knew well that Connor had always despised writing, so how could he quietly obey such an order?News from Serenity Palace was hard to come by, and no amount of bribery would help—there were strict rules in place. Lydia had no choice but to persist, and after much effort, she finally got a vague answer: Victoria had commanded that Connor would eat only once he finished his copying for the day.Lydia was taken aback. "Prince Connor hasn't eaten since entering Serenity Palace?" He had left for Goldleaf Palace at first light and hadn't had breakfast. It was now well past noon, yet no food was in sight?But no one answered her. After standing outside for a long time, Lydia had no choice but to return to Everspring Palace to report.Upon hearing that Connor hadn't even been fed in Se
Spring rain was as precious as gold, even if the April showers came a little later than expected.Salvador stood outside the royal study, looking at the lamps swaying in the rainy night. Everything around him felt like a dream, a mix of reality and illusion.Rafael's figure had long disappeared into the rain, no longer visible. A bitter feeling stirred in the king's heart as he remembered how his brother had taken the medicine without hesitation, as if accepting the outcome without a second thought.While Salvador felt a sense of relief, it was tinged with a deep discomfort. He had pushed his younger brother into this situation.Rafael and Carissa were still young. Even without concubines, the couple could easily have three to five children in the future. But having taken the medicine, Rafael's line would end. Even if it could continue through adoption, it would never be the same as having a biological child.How could Rafael not feel an ounce of regret?As an older brother, Salv
"Has His Majesty grown suspicious of you again?" asked Carissa, startled to see the pill.Rafael shook his head. "Not at all. In fact, he trusts me more now. Many of the reports go through me and Mr. Murray before they reach him.""Then, why?" Carissa asked, confused."There are three reasons," Rafael replied, putting the pill down and holding her hand. "First, His Majesty trusts me now because he's been through so much. Also, his health has stabilized, which has eased his suspicions. But if his health falters again, and I have too much power and even children at the time, he might see me as a threat."Carissa nodded in understanding. "We can wait a few more years before having children, right? Wasn't the medicine you took previously supposed to last for five years? Since that time has passed, could you take another pill to buy us five more years?"Rafael squeezed her hand tightly. "This is the same pill. The first time, it lasts for five years. But if I take it again, it will pre
In the end, Grace couldn't hold out for long and passed on.When she learned that Caden, having lost his mind, had been sent away to a monastery to spend his days, she was already near the end of her strength. The pain, relentless as a shadow, gnawed at her day and night. And on a bitterly cold night, she breathed her last.Victoria took charge for a time, sending away all the palace servants involved. What happened to them remained unknown to Carissa and the others.With the sudden loss of the queen and two high-ranking concubines, coupled with the queen dowager's declining health, the task of overseeing the harem fell to Penelope for the time being.Salvador had no plans to marry again. He preferred to keep the harem simple and avoid any further complications.But despite her best efforts, Penelope lacked the strength to handle things properly. Every few days, there was some new problem. The matter of the concubines' allowances and the monthly payments to the servants caused end
Kylie stood frozen, her body tense with fear and sweat beading on her brow as she saw the black silk ribbon coming toward her neck. Desperate, she tried to talk her way out of it, her voice shaking."N-no, it's not too late. His Majesty loves Connor dearly. He wouldn't let him be without a mother. I must care for him myself. No one can take away my right to be his mother!"She paused, gasping for breath before adding, "And Lady Carissa once said... she said that Connor loves me. Those were his words. He's wounded, alone, and heading to Eldermere Keep. He can't go without me. I must go to him!"As the silk wrapped around her neck, Kylie cried out sharply, "Your Majesty, you can't do this! What have I done wrong? Lady Grace tried to kill Connor and wasn't sentenced to death, yet you're going to execute me just because I've been foolish? I've hurt no one!"Derek paused momentarily. There were things he wasn't supposed to say, but thinking of the injured Connor stirred his compassion.
Kylie's sobs ceased abruptly. For a moment, she stood frozen.Her voice trembled with disbelief as she asked, "What did you say, Your Majesty? Connor is not dead?"How could he not be dead? The funeral had already been carried out, and he had been laid to rest. The entire court knew of his passing.Salvador gazed steadily at her and said, "He is not dead, but gravely wounded. Both of his legs were shattered. If he survives, he'll never walk again. Healer Dalton has taken him to Eldermere Keep for treatment. If he recovers, he'll live under a new name. If not, at least the keep is a good place to lay him to rest."Realizing that the king didn't seem to be lying, a sudden wave of hope and joy surged in the queen's heart. But right after, confusion set in."If he is alive, why was the funeral held? Why not treat him here in the capital? What if his injuries aren't as bad as they seem? What if you've been deceived by Healer Dalton, Your Majesty? He's close to Lady Carissa, who has alw
Salvador didn't grant Grace a swift death.Instead, he commanded that her legs be shattered—one brutal strike at a time. Flesh split, blood pooled, and gleaming white bone pierced through torn skin.The pain was so unbearable that Grace lost consciousness multiple times. After hours of torment, she was unceremoniously cast aside, her broken form left to suffer in the Cold Palace.Salvador personally led Caden to the Cold Palace, his expression as cold as the wind that swept through its desolate halls.The king pointed at Grace, who lay curled on the ground and howling in pain, then said to Caden, "Your elder brother suffered far worse when he fell from his horse. His pain was unbearable. He died from it—slowly, and with no reprieve."Caden had long since been reduced to tears, his face streaked with grief and regret. As his legs gave out beneath him, he collapsed onto the cold stone floor, hands clamped over his ears as if that might drown out his mother's screams.Salvador then
Caden's eyes were wide with terror and his expression was one of sheer horror, as though he had been suddenly awakened from a nightmare.Gasping for air, he clutched his ears and shouted desperately, "No! Mom, I don't want this! I don't want my brother to die! I don't want it..."Grace collapsed to the ground. From the moment Salvador had taken out the caltrop, it was as if all her strength had been drained from her body, leaving her crumpled on the floor.However, Salvador paid her no mind. His gaze remained fixed on Caden, the coldness in his eyes unyielding."It is too late. Your elder brother is dead. You killed him," said the king.Caden whirled around, his head slamming into Grace's abdomen. A shrill, anguished cry escaped his lips as he shouted, "You lied to me! You said he wouldn't die! You said that he would only be crippled! You lied to me! You lied to me! I killed my brother—"The force of the impact left Grace breathless, her insides twisting painfully as if they migh
Grace received Salvador's arrival with a sense of dread.The past days had been filled with Carissa's relentless probing, which had left Grace in a state of terror. Yet, despite her fear, a small spark of hope still flickered within her.Connor was dead, while Cecil was but a child and of frail health. It was Caden—intelligent as well as gifted in both studies and martial arts—who was undoubtedly the most suitable choice for the throne.If not Caden, then who? Could it truly be Cecil?If Caden were chosen, Grace was certain she wouldn't be blamed for anything. Salvador wouldn't tarnish the reputation of the birth mother of the crown prince and future king.Now, as Salvador arrived at Iridescent Palace, Grace's heart began to race. His presence could only mean one of two things. Either he had come to check on Caden's progress and finalize his selection as crown prince, or—more dangerously—he had come with evidence and questions regarding the events that had unfolded.Either way, t
During her investigation, Carissa learned a troubling piece of information from a young chamberlain. The caltrop Cecil had been playing with had indeed gone missing, and a palace maid had picked it up.The chamberlain had witnessed the moment the caltrop was picked up, and recognized the maid in question as Clara, who served Penelope, one of Salvador's concubines.It was clear to Carissa that Penelope had no reason to harm Connor. Her relationship with Grace and Sylvia was rather indifferent. Thus, Carissa formally petitioned Victoria for permission to conduct an inquiry within the harem and see if Clara was secretly loyal to someone else.As expected, Carissa uncovered that Clara had entered the palace years earlier as a low-ranking maid, assigned to laundry duty and forced to endure a hard life. She was from the same hometown as Lyra, one of Grace's trusted maids.Lyra helped Clara by making arrangements with the head maid, sending her to Penelope's residence to work as a cleaner