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
Before Caspian was brought to the Royal Citadel, he had already gathered his family and delivered the worst of the news in Silverstone Estate.With a critical battle looming, Oliver's desertion had shaken the army's morale and unleashed a storm of rumors. If they lost the war, the fate awaiting the Earl of Silverstone's family would be nothing short of total annihilation.Even if they won, it would still be inevitable—confiscation of titles, house arrest, or even exile would follow.Evelyn nearly fainted upon hearing this. Once she regained her composure, her eyes, filled with expectation, turned to Zoey, waiting for her to speak.In the past, no matter the situation, it was Zoey who had always found a way forward.Now, Evelyn continued to place her hopes on Zoey.But this time, all Zoey offered was silence—an endless quiet that gave nothing away. There was no shock or surprise in her face, as if she had anticipated this outcome from the start.Evelyn's voice trembled. "Is there
Astral Prison was located within the Supreme Court, but was not under its jurisdiction. Those held there were typically the worst offenders, members of royal families, or influential officials.Being sentenced to Astral Prison often spoke volumes about the severity of one's crime. Few were ever released unscathed.Zoey could only hope for a sentence of exile. At least that might spare their lives. She had sent Cedric to train with Travis for this very reason—so that he might develop a strong enough body to endure the harsh journey to their place of exile, with hopes of returning to the capital once the pardon came.As long as they survived, she had plans for the future.On the other hand, Viola could hardly believe what had befallen her. She had been peacefully residing at the family's countryside villa when guards from the Royal Citadel arrived to take her away. She had been thrown into Astral Prison without explanation.At first, she was in a daze. Only when Evelyn rushed to her
After leaving the palace and returning to Hell Monarch Estate, Helen brought Ryan over to visit Carissa. Once the boy had finished speaking to his aunt and was sent on his way, Helen couldn't help but immediately blurt out everything she had overheard in the palace, including the harsh punishment Victoria had decreed.After hearing this, Carissa comforted her mother-in-law, saying, "The people stuck in the harem have nothing to do all day. They can't go out like you, strolling through the streets or attending plays. Of course, they make up stories to pass the time. Otherwise, how would they get through such long days?""But that doesn't give them the right to speak like that! To say such ugly things—that Rafael has been made a fool of behind his back? Is that the kind of thing people should say? Is that what elders should be saying? It's disrespectful!" exclaimed Helen, livid.Carissa sighed.She couldn't help but wish she had seen the signs earlier and gotten "injured" sooner. Bef
Before long, Helen stormed back into Serenity Palace, her temper flaring.Ignoring Keith's presence, she angrily exclaimed, "It's as if those living in the palace have no world beyond their own little corner! Narrow-minded, petty, with hearts as small as the tip of a needle! They can't stand to see anyone else succeed."Carissa has earned His Majesty's favor and is always by his side during discussions. But what do those people say? They talk about the so-called 'propriety between men and women' and even suggest it's improper for her to be alone with him in the royal study."How ridiculous! Have they forgotten that Carissa is a court official? Where else is she supposed to be if not in the royal study? In the harem, competing for His Majesty's favor?"Victoria slowly sipped her coffee. "Is that what they're saying?"Helen's eyes practically bulged with fury. "At first, I didn't know. They praised Carissa endlessly, saying she had changed and was always accompanying the king in the
Feigning illness was no simple task. Carissa couldn't just immediately claim she was too sick to handle official duties after today's awkward incident in the royal study. That would be too obvious, and would make future encounters between them awkward, with unspoken tensions lingering.For those in high positions, that might not matter much. But since Carissa and Rafael were officials, they couldn't afford to be disrespectful.After some discussion, it was decided that Carissa should go about her routine as usual the next day—returning to the Capital Guard headquarters and leading a team outside the city to maintain order. A few days later, they would stage a minor incident.Due to the recent chaos caused by bandits, many people had flooded into the capital seeking refuge. However, without proper documentation, they were unable to enter the city and were left stranded outside.Following Zoey's lead, many noble families and wealthy merchants had set up temporary relief efforts, offe
As soon as Carissa left, Salvador's smile vanished. He barely sipped his soup before dismissing Grace and Caden. Grace said nothing. She simply instructed the servants to clear the dishes, took Caden's hand, and curtsied gracefully before taking her leave.Once the hall was silent, Derek closed the door and turned toward the king. "Your Majesty, it's not yet time for the next council meeting. Why don't you rest for a short while?"In the past, Salvador had always taken a brief respite during the noon hours. But ever since summoning Carissa for these conversations, he hadn't rested at all.Salvador massaged his temples and sighed. "Very well. My head's starting to ache.""Should I summon the royal physician to examine you?" Derek offered."There's no need. Those useless quacks at the Royal Medical Department have yet to cure a simple headache, though I've taken more than my share of their remedies."Salvador stood and made his way into the inner chamber, lying down fully clothed.
Of course, Carissa couldn't share her thoughts with Derek, so she simply thanked him and left.After that, Salvador continued the same routine of summoning her for idle conversation after court meetings. Sometimes, these sessions lasted an hour, and other times, they lasted two hours.Gradually, Carissa learned to take it in stride.As his subject, if Salvador wanted her to act like a competent friend, she could oblige. Still, she couldn't help but think about how these midday breaks, a time the king should have spent resting, were now wasted on trivial chatter.During this period, Grace visited a few times to deliver soup. Sylvia also came by, as did Penelope and even Jeanette.Since the royal study was off-limits to the concubines, these women couldn't enter. Instead, they had to hand the soups to Derek, who would deliver them inside. However, if they brought along one of the princes or princesses, they were allowed to step into the study for a brief visit.Perhaps because the
This pattern continued for nearly ten days.Back at the estate, Carissa discussed it with Jacob and Kyle, but no one could make sense of Salvador's intentions.At first, they assumed the king was trying to gather information about the Pathfinders Guild. After all, Adrian had not only modified the six-barreled matchlock and red cannon for this battle, but had also rallied numerous martial arts guilds to defend the capital.Given Salvador's naturally suspicious nature, it wouldn't have been surprising if he harbored doubts.But the more time passed, the more it seemed like that wasn't the case. The king didn't show much interest in the specifics of Meadow Ridge or Adrian's actions. Instead, he seemed more entertained by Carissa's childhood escapades.In recent days, Salvador's favorite stories were those of her mischief at Meadow Ridge—brawling, causing trouble, and forcing her mentor to go door-to-door apologizing and paying reparations.Whenever she recounted those tales, Salvado
Carissa had known for some time that Barrett had lost an arm while saving Wyatt. Cindy had mentioned it in a letter—not intentionally, but while talking about the Sullivan family's situation and the battle, it came up briefly.When Carissa read it, she didn't dwell on the matter, nor did she mention it in her reply.In the chaos of war, it was often impossible to distinguish who saved whom.She naturally wished for every soldier to return home whole and unharmed, but war was brutal and unrelenting. Blood and sacrifice were inevitable.While Carissa had acknowledged Barrett's actions, Salvador had only recently learned of them. The latest victory report from Victory Pass detailed Barrett's courageous efforts—how he had fought valiantly, saved lives, and lost an arm in the process.The earlier reports that came back on horseback had contained only critical updates on the battle's progress, with no mention of individual achievements. Only the detailed victory reports included a list
Salvador now regularly summoned Carissa to the royal study to discuss military matters, granting her a seat at the table where battle strategies were planned and debated. Her place in these discussions was earned by leading the Mystic Army to crush the rebels.It was a position forged in blood and sweat, with no one daring to challenge her right to it.The reports that shaped their discussions came from Victory Pass and the Southern Frontier. These dispatches provided the foundation for the court's analysis of the situation, guiding decisions on logistical support and strategies.Yet, even when strategies were drafted, Salvador refrained from issuing direct commands. Instead, he offered suggestions, a gesture that showed his trust in Rafael and the Sullivan family—though that trust extended only as far as their abilities on the battlefield.With winter approaching, the soldiers needed winter clothing and more weapons. Most of their discussions revolved around supplies.Leroy and V
The garden at Tranquil Palace wasn't small, but it couldn't be compared to the royal garden.If one took their time strolling along, admiring the flowers, or stood still to enjoy the view for a while, one could easily spend a good portion of the afternoon. But Carissa was accustomed to walking briskly. Flowers didn't require her lingering attention—she could glance at them and move on, seeing little difference between one bloom and the next.She had seen fields upon fields of flowers, all of which had left a lasting impression on her. These meticulously tended peonies in their pots, though, hardly stirred any great interest.By the time they finished their walk, some of the other ladies hadn't even finished their coffee. Just as Jeanette began to speak of Skye Embroidery, they found themselves back at the main hall of Tranquil Palace.Jeanette forced a smile. "Shall we go inside and congratulate Lady Sylvia?"Carissa shook her head. "I have matters to attend to, so I'll have to