Moreover, if Carissa agreed to come back, that would be fine. But if she refused, it would be quite embarrassing!After considering, Rebecca decided, "Let's send Charlotte first. If she refuses, we'll think of another way."Rebecca was unwilling to go herself. If Carissa were to truly reconcile with Barrett, Rebecca wouldn't be able to maintain her position as a strict mother-in-law. The Warren family already had enough trouble with Aurora—they couldn't afford to have another difficult situation.-While Rebecca was mulling over her predicament, Carissa had already gone to Serenity Palace to meet Victoria.The empress dowager was in her early fifties, but she had taken very good care of herself. Despite a few wrinkles at the corners of her eyes, she appeared youthful. Her black hair was speckled with a few strands of white, but they were not very noticeable.She exuded an air of grandeur and elegance, and her demeanor became even more gentle and approachable when she looked at Ca
Victoria's voice was choked with emotion.When Carissa was very young, she often accompanied Melanie to the palace. At that time, Victoria was still the queen consort.Victoria and Melanie's most frequent topic of conversation was that women should strive for themselves, and not spend their entire lives being subservient to men. They should have their own thoughts and live their lives to the fullest.Whenever this topic came up, Victoria would sigh, saying that she was trapped within the high walls of the harem. Though it appeared she lived a life of luxury and wealth, it was also a life without freedom.Melanie would agree, saying that women didn't necessarily have to marry and bear children; they could also venture into the world and carve out their own path.That was why, when Carissa was seven, she was allowed to leave home and join the Pathfinders Guild to learn martial arts. With the skills to defend herself, she could explore the world without fearing for her safety.In an
Liam was indeed admirable. But if Westhaven's second prince seized the throne and discovered the truth behind the crown prince's death, he might not hesitate to send troops to Victory Pass again. The man was a warmonger, and Liam couldn’t restrain him.After discussing these frustrating matters, the conversation shifted to Carissa and her friends. Salvador was quite pleased, and praised Carissa highly.Looking at Rafael, Salvador said, "I have already spoken with the queen about bringing Carissa into the palace as a concubine."Rafael was still worried about the succession struggle in Westhaven, so he nodded absentmindedly. "Good... Wait, what?"He sprang to his feet, instantly sober despite all the alcohol he had consumed. His eyes widened in shock as he stared at Salvador. "Salvador, did you say you want Carissa to enter the palace as a concubine?""Why are you so agitated?" Salvador gave him a sideways glance. "She has now achieved military merit and is the legitimate daughte
Amidst the myriad of thoughts swirling in Rafael's mind, one thing stood out: under no circumstances could he allow Salvador to take Carissa into the harem as a concubine. Even if she wasn't riding on the battlefield, a woman like Carissa shouldn't be confined within the deep palace walls."Salvador, she can't enter the palace. I won't allow it! She is under my command; you cannot just take her away without even asking her opinion," Rafael argued."That's not a valid reason," Salvador countered. "She has just come out of such a miserable marriage. At the very least, give her time to recover and rebuild her confidence in men. We should care for her feelings, not forcibly take her..."Salvador looked at Rafael, his gaze hardening. "Do you fight wars like this? Letting the enemy recover? Caring for the enemy's feelings?"Rafael didn't back down. "She's not the enemy."His battlefield ferocity seemed to have returned as he stood before Salvador. He made no secret of his desire to
After drinking some water and waiting for the alcohol to wear off, Derek accompanied Salvador to the royal chapel. Derek asked cautiously, "Your Majesty, you don't really intend to take Lady Sinclair as a concubine, do you?"Salvador gave him a sidelong glance. "Do you think I would actually steal a woman from my own brother? Even if I did have such thoughts, my mother wouldn't agree. She and Melanie were as close as sisters. How could she allow Carissa to become a concubine?"Derek chuckled. "I knew it. You were just trying to push them a little, Your Majesty. How could you bear to confine Lady Sinclair within the palace walls?"As he spoke, he stole a glance at Salvador. Though Derek was smiling, there was a hint of worry in his expression.Salvador sighed. "When Hector died in battle, Rafael went to Northwatch Estate before going to the Southern Frontier battlefield as ordered. He asked Melanie to wait for him, promising to propose to Carissa once he reclaimed the Southern F
When Carissa woke up, it was already noon the next day. She could have slept longer, but a summons from the palace required her presence, forcing her to get up.As she yawned and got ready, she asked, "Lulu, have Violet and the others woken up yet?""Not yet, they're still sleeping," Lulu replied. She had spent the night on the soft couch in Carissa's room, feeling at ease being close to her mistress."Don't wake them. Let them sleep as long as they need. Even if they sleep for three days and nights, just let them be," Carissa said, understanding how exhausted they were. She herself felt like she could sleep until the next day.Lulu finished braiding Carissa's hair, and placed a jeweled hairpin in it. Seeing the dark circles under Carissa's eyes, she felt a pang of sympathy. "Got it. Mr. Carter also told me that. He said when the late master and young masters returned from the battlefield, they were similarly exhausted and slept for days," Lulu replied."Good." Carissa nodded, s
Once Kylie had settled into her seat, Carissa and Lulu approached and knelt respectfully. "Greetings, Your Majesty."Kylie's gentle voice drifted down from above, "Lady Sinclair, there is no need for such formality. Please rise.""Thank you, Your Majesty." Carissa and Lulu stood, but remained in their place.Kylie assessed Carissa. She had seen this woman before, and even then, Carissa's beauty had been striking. Now, having returned from the battlefield, her complexion had changed, but she was still undeniably a breathtaking beauty, capable of withstanding the scrutiny of any observer.Kylie thought about Salvador's instruction to inquire whether Carissa would be willing to enter the palace. The thought made her stomach churn with unease. A capable and stunning woman like Carissa might become the king's favored concubine if she entered the palace. Though she would never surpass the queen in rank, winning Salvador's heart could render Kylie's position precarious.Yet, Kylie ha
As Carissa left Evergreen Palace, she bumped into Rafael.He looked as though he was still suffering from a hangover, his complexion pale and unwell. He was still dressed in the battle-worn uniform he had worn upon returning to the capital the previous day, stained with blood and dirt. The familiar scent of sweat from him lingered in the air as he leaned against the red palace gate. His messy hair had been straightened out, and he now wore a gold crown. It seemed out of place with the battered uniform, making his appearance quite peculiar.He cast a lazy glance her way, and the sunlight shone on his dark eyes, which did little to liven his demeanor.Carissa stepped forward, and greeted him respectfully. “Your Highness, did you stay overnight in the palace?”"Yes, I did." Rafael nodded, giving her a cursory look. “You look quite elegant. You resemble a noble lady from the capital.”Carissa smiled. “I am a noble lady from the capital.”He looked taken aback for a moment, then nod
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
While Kylie was still fervently attempting to bring Cecil to Everspring Palace, Carissa arrived."I have long been waiting for you to ask me whether Prince Connor said anything before he passed, Your Majesty. Yet, you never did," she said, looking at the queen.Kylie sharply turned her head toward her, her expression filled with resistance. "There is no need to speak of it. He would have blamed me, for he was always angry with me.""On the contrary, he said that he loved you very much," Carissa replied.A bitter smile curled on Kylie's lips. She clearly didn't believe Carissa's words."He is gone. Why would you make up such things to make me sad?" she said.Carissa looked at the clear finger marks on Kylie's face and her swollen, red eyes. The pain of losing her son should have been a wound to the soul itself, yet here she was, scheming to bring Cecil to her side.Was it for revenge? Or was she trying to secure leverage, pushing Cecil to become the crown prince and crushing Grac
Victoria couldn't hold back her tears upon hearing those words. Connor was a dutiful child, and it was unfortunate that Kylie remained blind to that.Night had fully fallen by the time they set off.Kyle and Isaac, accompanied by Sebastian's apprentices, escorted them. The journey had been well-prepared by Rafael. The carriage wheels had been altered, and several layers of soft padding had been laid inside.Sebastian had also ensured that Connor's injuries were properly secured, wrapping him in several layers. Each layer was padded with cotton, both to keep him warm and to reduce the damage from the bumps during the journey.The bitter cold had driven everyone indoors, leaving the streets deserted. Snow fell in a steady, gentle stream, blanketing the cobblestones in a thin layer of frost. The carriage wheels crunched over the icy coating, the soft sound a contrast to the stillness of the night.Salvador watched for a long time, well past the point when the convoy had disappeared f
Connor had endured for three days, a feat that even Sebastian had not anticipated. Given the severity of his injuries, it was highly unlikely that he would survive past the second day, yet he defied expectations and lingered on.As had been mentioned earlier, his survival meant that the internal bleeding had ceased. Though the journey ahead wasn't ideal, it was their only option. They had to set out.Over the past three days, Victoria and Salvador had scarcely slept, remaining by Connor's side the entire time.Connor was only awake for brief moments. When he was, his face was pale from the excruciating pain, leaving him unable to speak. But when he opened his eyes and saw his grandmother and father, it seemed to give him the strength to keep going.He had no idea how much his determination had moved everyone. For three days, each time he woke, he endured the pain, only to drift back to sleep after the needle treatment. Asleep or awake, the only thing that filled his mind and dreams
Keith sighed. "Lady Sylvia, surely Prince Cecil must be allowed to speak for himself. Even if he is innocent, it should be him who says so.""There's no need for him to speak. What I say is the truth," Sylvia declared firmly.Her gaze shifted to Carissa, her eyes glinting with an icy, cutting hostility. "I know what you seek, Lady Carissa. You wish to satisfy your duty and claim merits. And since I have never treated you kindly, you will believe that Cecil and I are guilty, even when the evidence is not so clear. But I won't allow you to succeed. I won't allow you to harm my son. I will make my stand with my own life, if necessary."As soon as Sylvia finished speaking, she reached for the scissors on the table. With a swift, deliberate motion, she plunged it into her own throat.Carissa had already been on alert, but she didn't expect the concubine's actions to be so immediate and without any hesitation. By the time she reached Sylvia, the woman had already removed the scissors, an
By the time they arrived at Laurel Palace, the sky had darkened.Laurel Palace stood in an isolated corner of the palace district, separated from the Cold Palace by only a single wall. The bitter wind howled through the trees, its wailing like the cries of restless spirits.As Carissa led Victoria's head chamberlain, Keith, along the narrow path, she took note of the wild grass lining the way. Most of it was dry and brittle, with only the occasional pale green shoot clinging to life. Winter in the north was unforgiving. It allowed no sign of growth, just as the abandoned Cold Palace permitted no trace of hope.Ordinarily, Keith did not accompany Carissa on visits to the other residences. But this time, at Victoria's command, he had insisted on following her to Sylvia's chambers. Carissa understood the queen dowager's reasoning. Keith had served by her side the longest—if there was scheming afoot in the harem, none could decipher it better than he.It seemed Sylvia had been waiting
Grace seemed momentarily taken aback, her grip tightening on the handkerchief. "What is it, Your Grace? Do not hesitate to speak plainly.""Not long ago, the harem was abuzz with rumors. First, it was said that Lady Sylvia was responsible for Lady Jeanette's miscarriage. Then, the rumor shifted, claiming it was Queen Kylie. You've overseen the harem for so long, Lady Grace. You must have some idea of where these rumors originated and who might have spread them, yes?" Carissa asked.Caught off guard by the question, Grace's sorrowful expression stiffened for a moment as she exchanged a furtive glance with Lyra. But she quickly masked the slip and regained her composure."The palace has always been rife with gossip. There is no need to dwell on such matters. Perhaps you might focus on the investigation into Prince Connor's murder, Your Grace?" she replied."The queen dowager has ordered me to investigate thoroughly, starting from Lady Jeanette's miscarriage. So, while the case of Pri
Carissa paid a visit to Jeanette.Though the concubine did not explicitly say that Sylvia was responsible for the loss of her child, she did remark, "Those who commit wicked deeds will always face retribution. No one can escape it."The words seemed not only directed at Sylvia, but also at Kylie.As Carissa prepared to leave after questioning her, Jeanette suddenly spoke up, asking, "Your Grace, was it truly impossible to save Prince Connor?"Carissa assumed Jeanette's words were born of sympathy for Connor. But when she glanced at the concubine, she saw no trace of sorrow in her eyes, only a subtle glint of something resembling satisfaction.It was an emotion she clearly tried to conceal but could not, as though Jeanette had achieved a long-sought revenge. Carissa chose not to respond, instead turning on her heel to leave.Kylie had caused Jeanette's loss, so it was no surprise that she wouldn't wish for Connor's recovery.Carissa couldn't fault Jeanette for her feelings. How c
Kylie had always looked down on Grace.The latter's family lacked distinction, and her beauty could scarcely be considered remarkable. Her rise to the position of higher-ranked concubine seemed nothing more than the result of fortunate circumstances, particularly her giving birth to Caden.Kylie guessed that Grace also must be aware of her limited connections and support, which was why she had long exercised caution and humility. However, there were times when she could not resist harboring a few selfish thoughts. Yet, she dared not plot too aggressively.Such had been the case when Grace had sheltered Jeanette—likely in an attempt to solidify her position and strengthen her influence in the harem by using the other woman as a pawn. Despite Grace's attentions, Jeanette had remained ungrateful, resenting the way she constantly placed Caden in Salvador's presence.Grace always had a habit of making things harder for herself, which was why Kylie had never held her in much regard.Now