Salvador raised his eyes to look at Rafael. The handsome young man before him now seemed weathered by the harsh winds of the Southern Frontier.A weight pressed against Salvador's chest; a tight, uncomfortable feeling.He knew how difficult the battle had been—cold, hunger, and the emotional toll that wore down even the strongest spirit. Yet, they had endured and fought with great valor.But all the while, as they fought bravely at the front lines, Salvador's thoughts had wandered elsewhere—toward Carissa.Guilt surged in his heart, but with it came something else, something darker. It was something he couldn't suppress, no matter how hard he tried. It left him feeling uneasy, caught in a constant tug-of-war within himself, never quite able to make peace with his own contradictions.Salvador was clearly concerned for Rafael, yet the words that came out carried a hint of bitterness. "After this battle, I fear all the officials and generals in court will bow to you. The people are
As they arrived at the gates of Hell Monarch Estate, the crack of Flamepetals filled the air, and the household rushed out to greet Rafael. Everyone surrounded him in a joyous embrace as he made his way inside.Even Frederick and Holly from Northwatch Estate had come, and Ryan had been brought out from the palace to join the celebration.Rafael hoisted Ryan up into his arms and lifted him onto his shoulders, then strode into the main hall with a commanding presence. Ryan was absolutely delighted, his hands resting on Rafael's forehead as his smile stretched all the way to his ears. His eyes sparkled with admiration for his uncle.Once they reached the main hall, Rafael gently set Ryan down, asking about his studies. He learned that Ryan had been serving as Connor's study partner in the palace, earning praise from both Victoria and Trevor. Rafael gave an approving nod, lifting his thumb in praise of the boy's diligence.Ryan glanced shyly at Carissa, though his joy was plain in the
Once inside the inner chamber, the curtain fell, and Sebastian immediately grew more serious. "No intimacy," he said firmly. "No indulgence. Do you understand?"Rafael's ears turned a deep red. "It's… not that serious."Sebastian's expression remained stern, his tone unwavering. "It is necessary."Carissa's heart sank as she realized the situation might be even more dire than she had suspected.Sebastian continued, "There are many people outside, and not all can be trusted. That's why I didn't say much earlier. Your wounds haven't healed yet, and it seems you've been through an illness as well. The cold has seeped into your body, deeply damaging your internal organs. If not for your inner force, you might not have survived that fever. "However, using that inner force to push through has cost you dearly. You're severely weakened now, and your energy is nearly depleted. If you don't take proper care, you might lose your abilities altogether, and your life expectancy will be short
Once Rafael's injury had been tended to, Carissa personally saw Sebastian and Rowan out.In a low voice, Sebastian instructed, "Remember, he must not use his inner force for now, not even in a fight. The injury is to his core, and he used his inner force when he shouldn't have. He also rushed back here before the wound had fully healed. When I examined him, he was still trying to sustain his energy. That's a deadly mistake. Right now, his body is as fragile as an egg. If anyone wanted to kill him now, it would be far too easy. So, be vigilant, Carissa. This is a critical time, understand?"He paused before adding, "The fewer people who know about his condition, the better. The situation is already precarious. People can't always be trusted, especially in times like these."Carissa knew Sebastian was thoughtful and always had their best interests at heart. His advice was meant to help them, so there was no reason not to appreciate it. She immediately agreed and promised to follow thr
Rafael took Carissa's hand in his, his expression serious. "I never wanted a secondary wife or concubine. I have no intentions toward anyone but you. You must always trust me."Carissa gazed up at him, her eyes soft and trusting. "Of course I believe you. Otherwise, why would I have rejected it so firmly?"He pulled her gently into his embrace, both finding comfort in the trust they shared. It was their anchor, and in that moment, they were certain their bond would weather any storm."Has Sebastian examined His Majesty?" Rafael asked.Carissa shook her head softly in his arms. "No. His Majesty hasn't mentioned it, and no one has dared to suggest it. Even the queen dowager hasn't brought it up."Rafael sighed lightly. "He looks like he's aged ten years in the span of a few months. When I first saw him, I was truly startled."Carissa, who occasionally saw Salvador, didn't think he appeared a decade older at once. However, she did notice his significant weariness and his eyes were
The celebration feast scheduled for the following day was canceled. A messenger from the palace arrived, saying Salvador had caught a chill and was suffering from a severe cough.Though the feast was called off, the royal edict to reward the soldiers was quickly issued.Timothy was appointed commander of the Southern Frontier Army and promoted to the rank of second-rank general. Louis and other officers were elevated to third-rank and deputy third-rank military positions, remaining stationed at the Southern Frontier. Funds were allocated to establish residences in the region, allowing them to bring their families along.The families of fallen soldiers were to receive compensation, while the wounded would each be given ten silver coins.Everyone's contributions were clearly outlined, but Rafael's reward had not yet been finalized. For the time being, he was granted 1,000 gold coins, 50 rolls of silk and fine cloth, and his position as Chief Judge remained unchanged.The reward edic
Five days ago, Salvador had sent Derek to Arcane Sanctum to find Sebastian. When Derek arrived, he was told that Sebastian had already left the city, with no clear return date.When Derek reported back, Salvador understood immediately—it was because of the incident with their late father, who had executed a famous physician years ago. Sebastian had no desire to return to the palace and treat Salvador.Salvador had considered sending someone to retrieve Sebastian, reasoning that no place in the world was beyond the reach of the crown. Surely, he could find him. But he knew that if Sebastian didn't want to come, no amount of pressure would compel him to help. Even if he were brought back, it would be of little use.Naturally, Salvador knew there was one person who might persuade Sebastian—Carissa. But his illness had been kept secret for a reason—he didn't want the entire court to know just yet, especially not Rafael.Rafael had just returned with great military achievements and a
Carissa disliked the idea of involving her dad, especially since whatever Salvador had to say had nothing to do with him. It seemed unnecessary to invoke Hector's loyalty to the kingdom, as if to pressure her into answering the coming question. But, of course, whether she liked it or not, her feelings were irrelevant in Salvador's eyes.Her expression remained composed as she said softly, "You may ask what you wish, Your Majesty. I will listen."The sharp, biting pain that seemed to pierce his very bones caused Salvador to bypass the usual probing and go straight to the heart of the matter. "You are the one who knows Rafael best. Do you think that if I die, he—should he become Regent—would kill the future young king and take the throne for himself?"Carissa's heart sank, the fury rising in her chest like a firestorm. Rafael had survived the brutal battles of the Southern Frontier; he should not be subjected to such flagrant suspicion. Her protective instincts flared, and her ton
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