Carissa couldn't allow Janelle to be unjustly slandered, nor did she wish to make an enemy of the Earl of Southstead's family. Since the trouble had begun because of her, it was only right that she provided an explanation.So, she instructed Luke to send an invitation to Southstead Estate, inviting the entire family to dine at the Glimmering Tower.At the same time, she deliberately let word of the invitation spread.As for why she wasn't inviting them to the estate—this was meant to be a public clarification, and holding it within her residence would be inappropriate.The Glimmering Tower was a place of high prestige, chosen to express respect for both the Earl of Southstead's family and Janelle.By announcing the invitation in advance, Carissa ensured that wealthy merchants and titled nobility with an appetite for spectacle would take notice. Solving the matter under their watchful eyes was ideal.In truth, this was also a form of compensation for Janelle. Over the years, she h
Carissa, accompanied by Violet and Cynthia, waited in Willow Pavilion.A servant led Hadrian, Katherine, Janelle, and their attendants through the garden, stopping just outside the pavilion to announce their arrival.Supported by Violet and Cynthia, Carissa personally stepped forward to greet them. Hadrian, Katherine, and Janelle quickly offered their greetings."There's no need for such formalities," Carissa said with a warm smile. "Please come in and take a seat."As she spoke, she took a subtle glance at the three of them.Over the years, she had met countless people. With just a look at their expressions, posture, and demeanor, she could usually discern quite a bit about them.The Earl of Southstead wore a long black cloak over a richly embroidered tunic adorned with golden-threaded patterns of flora and fauna. A thick gold-trimmed front closure fastened the garment, and a heavy string of polished onyx prayer beads rested against his chest.He looked both noble and devout. Y
Once the meal had ended, Violet suggested taking Hadrian and Katherine for a walk to explore the grand courtyard of the Glimmering Tower.Not far from the establishment stood a bustling entertainment district. It was filled with coffeehouses, storytellers, opera performers, street vendors, and all manner of merchants selling trinkets and delicacies.Since arriving in the capital, Violet had been preoccupied with various matters and had never found the time to wander about. Now, she took the opportunity to send the couple away, giving Carissa and Janelle a chance to speak privately. Meanwhile, she and Cynthia could slip away to enjoy themselves as well.As soon as the others departed, the tone of the conversation inside softened.They had deliberately avoided that topic earlier, but now, it was time to address it.Outside, the onlookers—noble guests who had been watching the situation with rapt attention—saw the Earl of Southstead and his wife leave. They immediately assumed that C
That night, before leaving the Arcane Sanctum with Rowan and his medicine chest in tow, Sebastian informed the night physician on duty that he was heading out to treat Carissa's leg injury.The carriage rolled to a stop outside Hell Monarch Estate. Sebastian stormed inside, his expression thunderous. When the others emerged, he cast a glance at Carissa but held back his anger. Instead, he directed it at Jacob."If you're going to use me as a cover, at least have the decency to warn me first," he snapped. "I nearly let something slip in front of Lord Wright."With Sebastian's temper exploding, the others finally recall what had happened.Jacob hastily apologized. "Did Lord Wright question you?""He's fallen ill, and High Princess Meredith summoned me to treat him. He wept like a child and kept asking if there was a way to cure the king. At first, he didn't even say what the illness was—left me grasping in the dark," Sebastian replied curtly. He let out a sharp huff after he finis
Salvador's health had improved slightly, enough for him to turn his attention to the reports on his desk.He trusted Jeremiah, but not entirely.What Salvador feared most was that the army was neither in the Southern Frontier nor outside Simonton City, chasing the Sandorian forces. Instead, it might be that the Hell Monarch had turned his troops back toward the capital—and that these reports had been suppressed, never reaching him.Given Rafael's speed, he could have swept through and taken every county along his path within three months.That was why Salvador needed to review the reports from each district and county.Carissa had returned to work at the Capital Guard headquarters, and now he summoned her to the royal study. The conversation was naturally no longer casual. He wanted to gauge whether she had any news about Rafael.Carissa told him the truth, and she was also deeply concerned.Salvador studied her face, sensing no deceit.But no matter which scenario they faced,
This year's New Year's Eve banquet was quieter than usual.Although Kylie was allowed to be out of confinement for the day, she hardly spoke a word, her face marked by a heavy sense of worry. Even when the princes and princesses came to greet her, she responded only with a faint, distant smile.Salvador's health wasn't good, and he had to get up early to conduct the New Year rituals at Skyward Sanctum. With all the busy work inside and out, it was exhausting for him.Having caught a chill, Victoria had left early, with Helen accompanying her as she departed.As Victoria was leaving, Kylie quickly gave orders. "Take Connor back to Serenity Palace to stay with Mother."Salvador furrowed his brow. "Why should he go? Mom is ill, and you want him to stay with her?"With a solemn expression, Kylie replied, "Mother has always treated him with great affection. Now that she is sick, how could he not be by her side to tend to her illness?"She sighed softly, her tone tinged with melanchol
Inside Everspring Palace, the underfloor heating kept the room warm. Carissa had already been sitting for some time after removing her cloak. She had been waiting quietly after arriving, having been informed by the servants that Kylie had gone to change her clothes.-At that moment, Kylie was in her private chambers, eating royal jelly soup. When Lydia kept insisting that she hurry to see Carissa, the queen looked slightly impatient."What harm is there in letting her wait a bit longer?" she quipped."Your Majesty, you've always said we should avoid offending her. Now that she's come here, why not explain things clearly? We can resolve the misunderstandings and everything will be fine," Lydia replied.Kylie paused for a moment, her expression hardening."I used to think that too. But you heard what His Majesty just said—he told me that whether Carissa hits me or scolds me, I'm to bear it. He doesn't treat me like the queen. He only wants the person close to his heart to vent her
Kylie thought she had given Carissa an opening to vent her feelings, and that would be the end of it. But unexpectedly, Carissa didn't take the bait at all. Instead, she brushed it off as a misunderstanding, leaving Kylie and Lydia somewhat at a loss.Lydia awkwardly stood up, offering her thanks before stepping to the side. Her eyes flicked quickly to Carissa, silently searching for any sign that she was willing to press the issue further. But there was nothing.Carissa remained silent, sipping her coffee.Was that it? Had the matter truly been settled? Was this the resolution they had been hoping for?Both Kylie and Lydia felt the answer was no, but the conversation had already come to an abrupt end. To continue would only make the situation more awkward."The coffee's cold," Kylie said, her tone stiff. "Get Her Grace another cup of hot coffee."Her anger simmered beneath the surface. It was clear to her that Carissa had built an impenetrable wall between them, shutting out all
As Kylie stepped out, she caught sight of the scene before her, and a shadow seemed to fall across her heart. The feeling was difficult to describe.She approached, seizing the opportunity with the court officials present, and spoke up. "Prince Connor's failure today was indeed a disappointment. However, he had been suffering from stomach pains and weakness since this morning. I've already called for a royal physician and had medicine prepared."Salvador's brow furrowed. "What did the royal physician say?""He believes it's due to something Prince Connor ate. He's taken the medicine, and he's feeling somewhat better now," Kylie responded quickly. Salvador's response was indifferent. "Then take good care of him.""Of course!" Kylie answered, stealing a glance at the others in the room. Though their expressions were unreadable, Salvador didn't seem particularly angry. Perhaps this matter was already behind them.She smiled and was about to congratulate Salvador on hunting the
In royal matters, people seldom delve too deeply. Especially since Connor was still young, his failure today wasn't seen as anything of real consequence. After all, he was the queen's son, destined for great honor in the future—no one would judge him too harshly over a small setback.As everyone saw him suffering in pain, many began suggesting various remedies. Some had oils to apply on his stomach, while others offered their own suggestions of concoctions.Even Sylvia and Grace came in to inquire after him. After all, they had brought their children along and surely carried some medicine with them. Seeing Connor's discomfort, they offered their remedies.However, Kylie made no use of their offers. Her goal was simply to have them see Connor's current condition so they would report it to their families later.In short, Connor's failure needed an explanation, a reason to let everyone know that he wasn't incompetent—it was just due to his physical discomfort.After everyone had ch
After a while, Max finally arrived. Upon seeing Carissa and Connor together, he let out a sigh of relief. "Commander Sinclair, we need to get Prince Connor back right away. Her Majesty is worried, and she's already sent people looking for him. However, the attendants are too afraid to go into the fenced area, so they've been calling from the outside."Connor clearly looked conflicted and didn't want to go back."Your mom cares about you. She'll be worried. You should return," Carissa said gently.Connor pouted. "She doesn't really love me. She only scolds me. She's a bad person."Carissa looked at him, somewhat surprised. Kylie doted on him—even spoiled him—so he should have been able to feel that love.Now, after just a couple of scoldings, Kylie was suddenly the bad person?However, as Carissa thought back to her time at the Pathfinders Guild, she understood. There, no matter how strict Everett was, no matter the punishments, she never dared to complain. But if Adrian scolded
Compared to Sylvia, Grace was far more approachable—kind and friendly. Even when with her family, she was constantly surrounded by people seeking her attention. She greeted everyone warmly, often offering small gifts to the young ladies, which earned her their genuine affection.On the other hand, Kylie was no less popular. As the queen, her position commanded respect, and many came to pay their respects or simply make conversation. Yet despite her dignified stature, she still saw herself as the center of attention. She temporarily pushed aside her earlier displeasure and warmly engaged in conversation with everyone.In such gatherings, people naturally sought to build relationships, either to further their standing or to scout potential matches for their sons among the noblewomen present. Ever conscious of her position, Kylie had brought many gifts today, eager to present herself as a benevolent and approachable queen.Before long, a Royal Guard approached with news that Salvador
Kylie bristled at the continued reproach. "And what good is saying all this now? What we need to do is figure out how to turn this around! Now, His Majesty won't let Connor into the woods. Today, Lady Grace's son outshone him completely—are you satisfied now? If you have a solution, say it! If all you're doing is offering empty words, then there's really no need for that."Kylie's resentment toward her natal family was always present, always simmering just below the surface.Marjorie continued speaking softly to Connor. "When His Majesty returns from the hunt and all the court officials are gathered, you should go to him. Acknowledge that you're not the most gifted and that you've been lazy in the past. But after this failure, you've come to understand where you went wrong. "From now on, you'll change your attitude, learn diligently from Mr. Young and Prince Rafael, and never again disappoint your grandmother or your dad. You'll ask your dad and the court officials to keep watch
Kylie's heart sank at the Royal Guard's words. She turned back to the ladies and noblewomen present, noting the questioning and curious glances in their eyes. She forced a smile, though it didn't reach her eyes. "Connor is unwell. He'll try again next year."With that, she signaled Lydia to find out what had happened, then took Connor's hand and led him back to the tent to calm him down. Connor was consumed by his grievances and cried pitifully, unable to get a word out. All Kylie could make out was, "Everyone's picking on me, even Dad…even Dad…"Not long after, Lydia returned with the details, relaying them all to Kylie.Kylie could hardly believe what she was hearing.She looked down at Connor, whose swollen eyes made him appear even more pitiful. But this time, she didn't feel her usual maternal sympathy. Instead, she felt cold.No mother believed her child was truly stupid. Most would think their child simply hadn't tried hard enough. Even if he didn't succeed, she would
Sebastian's treatments were indeed effective. In just half a month, Salvador's complexion had improved—his face no longer carried that sickly, waxen pallor but instead held a faint flush of color. His strength had also returned significantly. If not for the occasional bouts of pain, he might have believed himself fully recovered.Sebastian wasn't present today, but the Royal Medical Department had sent several physicians. They claimed that since there were many people around, they needed to better guard against any unexpected incidents.However, the real reason for Sebastian's absence was obvious—he didn't want the court officials and their families to realize just how much Salvador relied on him.Connor and Caden, guided by guards from the Royal Guard, sat atop their horses. The two young boys each had a bow slung across their backs and looked remarkably serious, as if they truly belonged on the hunt.On the other hand, Felix held Cecil in his arms atop the horse. Dressed in a thi
Though Salvador had trained in martial arts, he lacked Rafael's keen eye for detail. He hadn't noticed that Caden had prior training—he only saw a son who was diligent, disciplined, and improving rapidly.A brilliant child.If only he had been born to Kylie!It would have made things so much easier. Salvador wouldn't have to hesitate—he could have simply chosen Caden.The day before the Verdant Hunt, Salvador summoned Rafael to the royal study."What do you think of my three sons?" he asked.Rafael answered bluntly. "Prince Connor has no interest in martial arts. His talent is poor, and his attitude is indifferent. Even after days of training, he still holds the bow incorrectly. Every time I correct him, he makes the same mistake again the next day."Prince Caden is strong, skilled, and takes archery seriously. He already had a foundation before this, so he's nearly on par with Ryan."As for Prince Cecil, he's just there to play."Salvador paused. "A foundation? Caden's trai
As the newly appointed Deputy Royal Tutor, Rafael spent the days leading up to the Verdant Hunt instructing the three princes in archery.Connor should have started learning long ago, but under Kylie's care, he had been coddled like a precious jewel. She couldn't bear to let him do anything too strenuous.Even after moving to Serenity Palace, where his education was properly arranged, he remained sluggish and unmotivated. Keeping up with his academic studies was already a struggle—catching up in both areas was out of the question. He lacked talent, and worse, he had no desire to work hard. More often than not, he found creative ways to slack off.His biggest improvement so far was that he no longer threw tantrums when sent to the study. At the very least, he now had a passable attitude toward learning.With Connor's laziness, it was Ryan who benefited most from the martial arts lessons. He picked up some basic skills but never pushed himself too hard—Sebastian had warned him to p